I always thought that writing poetry was in itself a political act.

I feel that poetry is going on all the time inside, an underground stream.

until only infinity remained of beauty

Where then shall hope and fear their objects find?

Part of the strength of Pollock and Rothko's art, in fact, is this doubt as to whether art may be there at all.

Reading is a pleasure, but to finish reading, to come to the blank space at the end, is also a pleasure.

It never seems to occur to anyone that each reader is different, and that even those who might be said to resemble each other will each bring an individual set of experiences and references to their reading, and interpret and misinterpret it according to these.