How weightless/ words are when nothing will do.

I'm afraid we live at the mercy of a power, maybe a God, without mercy. And yet we find it, as I have, from others.

I was very lucky to have a mother who encouraged me to become a poet.

I'm seventy-one now, so it's hard to imagine a dramatic change.

But I'm too old to be written about as a young poet.

Now I must wait and be still and say nothing I don't know, nothing I haven't lived over and over, and that's everything.

Listen to these young poets and you'll discover the voice of the present and hear the voice of the future before the future is even here.