Each of us has a very rich nature and can look at things objectively, from a distance, and at the same time can have something more personal to say about them. I am trying to look at the world, and at myself, from many different points of view. I think many poets have this duality.

Animals don't even try to look any different from what nature intended. They humbly wear their shells, scales, spines, plumes, pelts, and down. ... The conscious impulse to change one's appearance is found only among humans.

I prefer the absurdity of writing poems to the absurdity of not writing poems.

And whatever I do will become forever what I've done.

Poorly prepared for the dignity of life, I barely keep up with the pace of the action imposed. Reality demands.

I cannot speak for more than an hour exclusively about poetry. At that point, life itself takes over again.

Loveless work, boring work, work valued only because others haven't got even that much, however loveless and boring - this is one of the harshest human miseries.