In the end I would rather wonder than know

I'm lucky enough to occasionally be able to do something I love - write poems - and unlucky enough that what I love confuses and overwhelms me.

A poem is a neutrino - mainly nothing - it has no mass and can pass through the earth undetected.

It is the first experience you ever had of reading a decent poem: 'Oh, somebody else is lonely, too!

the wasting of time is the most personal, most private, most intimate form of conversation with oneself, as well as with another.

There’s a difference between being alone and being lonely. Writers know that. I have never met a writer who does not crave to be alone. We have to be alone to do what we do.

We are all one question, and the best answer seems to be love—a connection between things.