“So this is what I amPondering his eyes that could notConceive that I was a creature to run fromI who have always believed too much in words”

“I think there's a kind of desperate hope built into poetry now that one really wants, hopelessly, to save the world. One is trying to say everything that can be said for the things that one loves while there's still time.”

“On the last day of the worldI would want to plant a tree”

“Through all of youth I was looking for youwithout knowing what I was looking for”

“We keep asking where they have gonethose years we remember and wereach for them like hands in the night”

“What you remember saves you.”

“So this is what I amPondering his eyes that could notConceive that I was a creature to run fromI who have always believed too much in words”

“from what we cannot hold the stars are made”

“I offer you what I have myPoverty”

“Modern poetry, for me, began not in English at all but in Spanish, in the poems of Lorca.”

“Separation Your absence has gone through me Like thread through a needle. Everything I do is stitched with its color.”