The burial of feelings has begun.
Nothing is the destiny of everyone, it is our commonness made dumb.
It's very hard to write humor.
Weโre only here for a short while. And I think itโs such a lucky accident, having been born, that weโre almost obliged to pay attention.
I would say that American poetry has always been a poetry of personal testimony.
When I walk I part the air and always the air moves in to fill the spaces where my body's been.