No poet ever wrote a poem to dishonor life, to compromise high ideals, to scorn religious views, to demean hope or gratitude, to argue against tenderness, to place rancor before love, or to praise littleness of soul. Not one. Not ever.
If I have any lasting worth, it will be because I have tried to make people remember what the Earth is meant to look like.
If I've done my work well, I vanish completely from the scene. I believe it is invasive of the work when you know too much about the writer.
I believe art is utterly important. It is one of the things that could save us.
In college, you learn how to learn. Four years is not too much time to spend at that.
I have the feeling that a lot of poets writing now are - they sort of tap dance through it.