The days start to be charged not because tomorrow you're leaving, but because in three weeks you're leaving. The future impinges. So you start to think about the frame.

Often poets fall into groups that exclude others, and don't pay attention to those who write in different ways. It seems so limited to me.

One of the things I've always thought is that if I were to write a poetics, it would have to do with the poetics of failure, and the way in which all the things that you claim or that you try for are already based on the limits of language.

Looking out a window from different vantage points changes what you see and therefore what you write.

You can get a sense of the wonderful power of framing by holding your fingers up in a kind of square, walking around the room and framing it differently - how that changes the nature of what you think the room is like.

I try to attach myself to things around me so that they don't slip away.

I want literature to open all the doors that I can't open by myself, and to allow me to see things that I wouldn't otherwise see.