I like to joke that I started writing long poems out the anxiety over ending and starting poems. It just seemed easier to keep going.

I like to use research to enlarge the poem. And sometimes a rhetorical or syntactical gesture stitches the poem along.

It's extremely important that, as writers, we give a voice to those who don't have voices, including the other animals that we share the planet with and the places that are endangered or being lost.

Once you realize that human actions affect every bit of earth and sky, you realize that the environment isn't just what surrounds us - it's all one whole.

I am a result of what has happened on this planet - how could I find the art to say that? I can't, and yet, I am drawn to it because of the enormity of it. That seems really important.

Bringing science into poetry is one way of acknowledging some of the richest stuff that is in my cultural moment.

I've been accused of darkness by my inner light.

I don't know much about death and the sorriest lesson I've learned is that words, my most trusted guardians against chaos, offer small comfort in the face of anyone's dying.

What keeps me level is the refusal to let the best of human aspirations die in the face of the challenges. I make a moral decision to be hopeful.

We're nature. Our minds are nature. Our desire to make poetry is nature.

As writers, the world is not about individual expression entirely because we are producing works of literature and getting them out into the world.

Please, Lord gives power to obey your commandment

The Bible teaches that man’s chief problem is spiritual.

She wanted to freeze the hands of time. Wanted to revisit, revise and rewrite the past…edit out the monsters hell-bent on taking the lives of everyone she loved.

Socialism of any type leads to a total destruction of the human spirit...

I can write orchestrations, but I can't sight-read music and play at the same time. I don't have enough facility.

I regret not finding Osama Bin Laden.

The legend of the parting of the Red Sea probably refers to tidal changes in the Sea of Reeds related to the Thera eruption.

If anything needs love it is reality, for it is reality that lacks it the most - I doubt that it was ever loved.

Even the president is watching the fight.

My computer is a very complex gadget and it was designed by many designers, so why must the universe have only a single designer and not many designers?