The body weeps the tears the eyes never shed.

I felt a longing to compose a radical or root poem that would speak to what has its back turned to me.

An elder is someone who understands that the world belongs to the dead.

When an elder turns to face the dead, that means he turns away from facing the future and his own retirement in Phoenix, let's say. He turns and finds himself facing the children.

Siblings tend not to care much about boundaries and borders. Having worn each others' T-shirts, it's unlikely that they'd go to war over a border.

Don't go outside your house to see flowers. My friend, don't bother with that excursion. Inside your body there are flowers. One flower has a thousand petals. That will do for a place to sit. Sitting there you will have a glimpse of beauty inside the body and out of it, before gardens and after gardens.

I think that poetry is important when you are shipwrecked, when the ordinary structures that hold you up are gone.