If it's a drop of dew, it will dissolve.

If it's a drop of dew, it will dissolve.

I'm in California, so I know people who are natives who tell me there's lots of weather here, but it's not the same as being in Vermont. Since I grew up on the East Coast I miss that weather all the time. You'd think I'd get used to not having it, but I don't.

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.

I can't move my body slowly. I can't move the line slowly. So I end up with way too much, often opaque to me later.

For me, failure has to be acknowledged, needs to be faced in some way.

I think those of us who use language are always trying for this, trying to keep everything from floating away by trying to write about it despite failure.