The knowledge that it takes to write a poem gets burnt up in the writing of the poem.

Our bodies look solid, but they arent. Were like a fountain. A fountain of water looks solid, but you can put your fingers right through it. Our bodies look like things, but theres no thingness to them.

I am that last, that final thing, the body in a white sheet listening.

People who read poetry have heard about the burning bush, but when you write poetry, you sit inside the burning bush.

Every time you write a poem it’s apocalyptic. You’re revealing who you really are to yourself.

We suffer each other to have each other a while.

The knowledge that it takes to write a poem gets burnt up in the writing of the poem.