Writers In Repressive Societies Are Considered Dangerous.

In These Night Recitations We Create A Space Between Things As We Felt Them At The Time And As We Speak Them Now. This Is The Space Reserved For Irony, Sympathy And Fond Amusement, The Means By Which We Rescue Ourselves From The Past.

Clouds Are No Deterrent. Clouds Intensify The Drama, Trap And Shape The Light.

Any Assault On The Borders Of Perception Is Going To Seem Rash At First.

A Person Rises On A Word And Falls On A Syllable.

It's True That Some Of Us Become Better Writers By Living Long Enough. But This Is Also How We Become Worse Writers. The Trick Is To Die In Between.