Making art in America is about saving one's soul.

Insomnia is an all-night travel agency with posters advertising faraway places.

I was already dozing off in the shade, dreaming that the rustling trees were my many selves explaining themselves all at the same time so that I could not make out a single word. My life was a beautiful mystery on the verge of understanding, always on the verge! Think of it!

The plain truth is we are going to die. Here I am, a teeny spec surrounded by boundless space and time, arguing with the whole of creation, shaking my fist, sputtering, growing even eloquent at times, and then-poof! I am gone. Swept off once and for all. I think that is very, very funny.

A poem is an invitation to a voyage. As in life, we travel to see fresh sights.

If I believe in anything, it is in the dark night of the soul. Awe is my religion, and mystery is its church.