The reality of a poem is a very ghostly one. It suggests, it suggests, it suggests again.

Poetry is something that happens in universities, in creative writing programs or in English departments.

And at least in poetry you should feel free to lie. That is, not to lie, but to imagine what you want, to follow the direction of the poem.

But I tend to think of the expressive part of me as rather tedious - never curious or responsive, but blind and self-serving.

The number of people writing poems is vast, and their reasons for doing so are many, that much can be surmised from the stacks of submissions.

To open the dictionary of the Beyond and discover what one suspected, that the only word in it is nothing.

For some of us, the less said about the way we do things the better.