Hour by hour, day by day, life becomes possible.

August rain: the best of the summer gone, and the new fall not yet born. The odd uneven time.

I am not a historian, but I find myself being more and more fascinated by history and now I find myself reading more and more about history. I am very interested in Napoleon, at the present: I'm very interested in battles, in wars, in Gallipoli, the First World War and so on, and I think that as I age I am becoming more and more historical. I certainly wasn't at all in my early twenties.

You are the one. Solid the spaces lean on, envious. You are the baby in the barn.

I find that in a novel I can get more of life, perhaps not such intense life, but certainly more of life than in poetry.

If you dissect a bird / to diagram the tongue, / you'll cut the chord / articulating song.

I felt wise and cynical as all hell.