All the new thinking is about loss, In this it resembles all the old thinking. |
I guess a lot of the questions in poetry can only be answered by poetry. That is they can only be answered by dramatizing and intensifying the contradictions which we suppress in everyday life in order to get on with it. |
I think that the job of poetry, its political job, is to refresh the idea of justice, which is going dead in us all the time. |
In California in the early Spring, There are pale yellow mornings, when the mist burns slowly into day, The air stings like Autumn, clarifies like pain - Well, I have dreamed this coast myself. |
Longing, we say, because desire is full of endless distances. |
Take the time to write. You can do your life's work in half an hour a day. |
There are moments when the body is as numinous as words, days that are the good flesh continuing. Such tenderness, those afternoons and evenings, saying blackberry, blackberry, blackberry. |
Walking, I recite the hard explosive names of birds: egret, killdeer, bittern, tern. |