“Go down any road far enoughand you'll come to a slaughterhouse,but keep going and you'll reach the sea.”
“Poets are excellent students of blizzards and salt and broken statuary, but they are always elsewhere for the test. Any intention in the writing of poetry besides the aim to make a poem, of engaging the materials, SHOULD be disappointed. If the poet does not have the chutzpah to jeopardize habituated assumptions and practices, what will be produced will be sleep without dream, a copy of a copy of a copy.”
“You start with a darkness to move throughbut sometimes the darkness moves through you.”
“When you look ito the still, deep water,you can feel it looking back,trying to come up with the proper punishment.Fucking water, who made you the boss?”
“I was satisfied with haiku until I met you, jar of octopus, cuckoo's cry, 5-7-5, but now I want a russian novel, a 50-page description of you sleeping, another 75 of what you think staring at your window.”
“but nothing can be taken back,not the leaves by the trees, the rainby the clouds. You want to take backthe ugly thing you said, but some shrapnelremains in the wound, some mud.”