I always believed that whatever had to be written would somehow get itself written.

All I know is a door into the dark

There is not built-in meaning to anything, we are free to add any meaning we choose to give it.

Nowadays, what an award gives is a sense of solidarity with the poetry guild, as it were: sustenance coming from the assent of your peers on the judging panel.

Two buckets were easier carried than one. / I grew up in between.

Harvard created wonderful conditions for me as a writerbut the writing was done, almost entirely, when I got home.

You had to come back to learn how to lose yourself, to be pilot and stray-witch, Hansel and Gretel in one.