This creature of the poem may assemble itself into a being with its own centrifugal force.
I was a late bloomer. But anyone who blooms at all, ever, is very lucky.
Maybe we can use a metaphor for it, out of dance. I think for many years I was aware of the need, in dance and in life, to breathe deeply and to take in more air than we usually take in.
I think this is true for all artists. My senses are very important to me.
Baseball is reassuring. It makes me feel as if the world is not going to blow up.
When I quit all these things and said I didn't have any time, I meant I didn't have any time.