In a field I am the absence of field. This is always the case. Wherever I am I am what is missing.

I am not concerned with truth, nor with conventional notions of what is beautiful.

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

She stood beside me for years, or was it a moment? I cannot remember. Maybe I loved her, maybe I didn't. There was a house, and then no house. There were trees, but none remain. When no one remembers, what is there? You, whose moments are gone, who drift like smoke in the afterlife, tell me something, tell me anything.

We all have reasons for moving. I move to keep things whole.

I would say that American poetry has always been a poetry of personal testimony.

I certainly can't speak for all cultures or all societies, but it's clear that in America, poetry serves a very marginal purpose. It's not part of the cultural mainstream.