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

The problem with memory is that is changes whatever it touches. It is never that accurate. As a result, I end up modifying and revising my own experiences. It's myth making.

In writing poetry, all of one's attention is focused on some inner voice.

While all bodies share the same fate, all voices do not.

A bruise, blue in the muscle, you impinge upon me. As bone hugs the ache home, so I'm vexed to love you, your body the shape of returns, your hair a torso of light, your heat I must have, your opening I'd eat, each moment of that soft-finned fruit, inverted fountain in which I don't see me.

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

Poetry is the language of extremity. Poetry is a transfer of potency. You feel something potent and then you transfer it onto the page.