The Moment Of Inspiration Can Come From

As Anyone Who Has The Slightest Knowledge Of My Work Knows, I Have Little In Common With Larkin, Who Was Tall, Taciturn And Thin-on-top, And Unlike Him I Laugh, Nay, Sneer, In The Face Of Death. I Will Concede One Point: We Are Both Lesbian Poets.

When You Have A Child, Your Previous Life Seems Like Someone Else's. It's Like Living In A House And Suddenly Finding A Room You Didn't Know Was There, Full Of Treasure And Light.

Poetry, Above All Is A Series Of Intense Moments ­ Its Power Is Not In Narrative. I'm Not Dealing With Facts, I'm Dealing With Emotion.

My Prose Is Turgid, It Just Hasn't Got Any Energy

Between 9am And 3pm Is When I Work Most Intensely