Occupation: Poet Birth: May 9, 1950
I wanted to pack a lot into the lyric, but not go beyond its bounds. Some have written that I wanted to expand what the lyric could do. I just want t….
If there is anything I love most, in the poems I love, it is the audible braiding of that bravery, that essential empty-handedness, and that willingn….
A poem is a private story, after all, no matter how apparently public. The reader is always overhearing a confession..
Water is a miracle - it takes so many forms - is the core of life - is holy. So it becomes important to pay utmost attention to the holiness which is….
It's very hard to look in a mirror and see anything which resembles what one feels one's self to be. I think that discomfort, that dislocation, disin….
I think I am probably in love with silence, that other world. And that I write, in some way, to negotiate seriously with it . Because there is, of co….
We have to find a way to not refuse to see where we are, what we are doing, and yet we must still live. And making sure to live - to go through life ….
The storm: I close my eyes and, standing in it, try to make it mine..
There are moments in our lives which, threaded, give us heaven—.
I think I am probably in love with silence, that other world. And that I write, in some way, to negotiate seriously with it..
What poetry can, must, and will always do for us: it complicates us, it doesn’t ‘soothe.’.
These are crystalline - oftentimes incandescent - translations of Juarroz's powerful metaphysical poems where eternity and silence jut up against a w….
The primary function of the creative use of language - in our age - is to try to constantly restore words to their meanings, to keep the living tissu….
Oh how we want to be taken and changed, want to be mended by what we enter..
Brilliant, hard-earned and honest. The erasures and reappearances of figure and ground-that hard drama-have rarely been so movingly undertaken. A hea….
Where mathematics and spirit join, where proof of the existence of mystery-salvific mystery-shimmers just below the surfaces of human perception, exp….
The way things work / is that eventually / something catches..