I wouldn't be happy about being considered a love poet or an environmental - I don't want any of those tags.

My words are the garment of what I shall never be Like the tucked sleeve of a one-armed boy.

If there'd been a better-balanced society, where there were other ways of making a decent living, I think it might have been different. That's not the way this setup work.

But most love poetry is awful; nobody knows how to write good love poetry either. But that's not a reason not to write love poetry. Some of the best poetry ever written has been love poetry, and some of the greatest poetry ever written has been political poetry.

On the last day of the world I would want to plant a tree

I say to my breath once again, little breath come from in front of me, go away behind me, row me quietly now, as far as you can, for I am an abyss that I am trying to cross.

Now all my teachers are dead except silence.