I've always been interested in the fragility of things, and with special urgency now because of climate change, but also because of the accidents of reading.

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.

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

Each of us is present, but partially.

Even your own memory changes over time because of circumstances or even because your body changes.

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.