My demons, inner strengths and physical battles have guided me through life.
All good poems are victories over something.
And the words we find are always insufficient, like love, though they are often lovely and all we have.
I’ve had it with all stingy-hearted sons of bitches. A heart is to be spent.
What feeling feels like over time. An attempt to screw up what feeling feels like over time. Heartbreak and a high C. . . . The often welcome melodic lie. . . . The soul's undersong. The orchestration of randomness, a flirtation with the boundaries of silence and space. . . . a reminder that the self wants to disappear, be taken away from itself and returned.
I wrote poetry for seven or eight years, maybe longer, before I could say I was a poet. If people asked, I'd say I wrote poetry; I wouldn't go further. I was in my mid- to late-thirties before I felt that I was a poet, which I think meant that I had begun to embody my poems in some way. I wasn't just a writer of them. Hard to say what, as a poet, my place in the world is. Some place probably between recognition and neglect.
There are always the simple events of your life that you might try to convert into legend.
I am inspired musically by anyone who can write a song that can bring me to tears.
I'll be anything you want, just tell me what you want and I'll be that.
I'm going to attempt to do everything that I can to keep the Rams in St. Louis.
Nothing is more certain than uncertainties: Fortune is full of fresh variety; Constant in nothing but inconstancy.