Memory is a poet, not an historian.
Each of us suffers with envy/for the forgiven.
I am living. I remember you.
When we think we have something to say we are usually wrong. We are fooling ourselves. Trip into discovery. Don't write what you know, discover something new.
Poetry holds the knowledge that we are alive and that we know we're going to die.
Every poem holds the unspeakable inside it. The unsayable... The thing that you can't really say because it's too complicated. It's too complex for us. Every poem has that silence deep in the center of it.