Maybe being winged means being wounded by infinity.

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

That's what I want, that kind of recklessness where the poem is even ahead of you. It's like riding a horse that's a little too wild for you, so there's this tension between what you can do and what the horse decides it's going to do.

Memory is sweet. Even when it’s painful, memory is sweet.

Maybe being winged means being wounded by infinity.

The lyric self is the self; the narrative self is not.

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