I write with experiences in mind, but I don't write about them, I write out of them.
I think that in the process of writing, all kinds of unexpected things happen that shift the poet away from his plan and that these accidents are really what we mean when we talk about poetry.
Poetry is mostly hunches.
The first year was like icing. Then the cake started to show through.
I feel that poetry is going on all the time inside, an underground stream.
Poetry comes to me out of thin air or out of my unconscious mind. It's sort of the way dreams come to us and the way that we get knowledge from them, through television, old movies, which I watch a lot of. Lines of dialogue suddenly seem to be part of a poem.