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.

Each of us is present, but partially.

Shakespeare, of course, makes us ever aware of transience, not only in the sonnets, but also powerfully in his plays - spectacles for a brief period of time and then gone, as when Prospero describes the pageant fading, leaving "not a rack behind."

I'm really interested in what you remember, how you remember, what your perspective is as opposed to somebody else's.

I think about the kinds of gardens that Queen Elizabeth put up. She made gardens in the shape of an "E," for Elizabeth, just one more way in which she used symbolism to solidify her reign: appearing as the Virgin Queen, for example, or wearing a dress embroidered with eyes and ears to indicate that she knew all that was going on in her castle; she had spies.

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

I prefer always to think that I am creating a book, not a series of stand-alone poems.