All poetry comes from repetition.

Certainly, it seems true enough that there's a good deal of irony in the world... I mean, if you live in a world full of politicians and advertising, there's obviously a lot of deception.

I wonder if I ever thought of an ideal reader... I guess when I was in my 20s and in New York and maybe even in my early 30s, I would write for my wife Janice... mainly for my poet friends and my wife, who was very smart about poetry.

It seems everything is so full of possibilities one can hardly take it all in.

It's a well known thing that ordinary perceptions can have a strange aspect when one is travelling.

It's enormously cheering to get a good review by someone who seems to understand your work.

When you get an idea, go and write. Don't waste it in conversation.