I Like To Use Simple Words, But

I See The Shape Of The Poem Before I Start Writing, And The Writing Is Just The Process Of Arriving At The Shape.

I Think All Poets Must Feel This: That There Is Constantly Something New To Be Discovered In The Language. It's Like A Thrilling Encounter, And You Can Find Things.

She Stood Upon A Continent Of Ice, Which Sparkled Between Sea And Sky, Endless And Dazzling, As Though The World Kept All Its Treasure There; A Scale Which Balanced Poetry And Prayer.

Christmas Is Taken Very Seriously In This Household. I Believe In Father Christmas And There's No Way I'd Do Anything To Undermine That Belief.

Time Hates Love, Wants Love Poor,/but Love Spins Gold, Gold, Gold From Straw.