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Topsoil is a place of digestion. It sucks and chews things into smaller pieces. When it’s hungry, it turns grey and stony; when it’s thirsty,…
To be a poet is as serious, long-term and natural as the effort to be the best human you can be. To express something well…
There’s a lot of rage in my head. I like the friction that means there is nothing relaxing about writing a poem. I can’t afford…
The sea has this contradictory quality, that the more you see of it, the more it overwhelms the eye and disappears in its own brightness.…
That is the best instruction you could ever give a poet: whether you’re examining a bad line in a poem or a bad motive for…
People are so used to reading novels now, they just read a poem straight through to get the meaning. And that’s something totally different from…
One of the rules of Greek lament poetry is that it mustn’t mention the dead by name in case of invoking a ghost. Maybe the…
It’s the stickiness of earth that makes it problematic – the way it stains your straps and ingrains your hands so you can’t quite tell…
It’s a relief to hear the rain. It’s the sound of billions of drops, all equal, all equally committed to falling, like a sudden outbreak…
I’ve always felt, with ‘The Iliad,’ a real frustration that it’s read wrong. That it’s turned into this public school poem, which I don’t think…
I think it’s often assumed that the role of poetry is to comfort, but for me, poetry is the great unsettler. It questions the established…
I think it is the easiest mentality for a human being to be either colonized or to colonize. The structure of either the slave or…
I hate not managing to speak clearly. I really hate it. I get a feeling of claustrophobia – like I’m locked in my own head…
Even when writing your own poems, you need to talk to people; you need to magpie around, getting words and things. I’m very against the…
At eight, I made a commitment to poetry. Until then, I thought I’d be a policeman. But I went a whole night without sleeping, and…
At each moment, a poem might grow into a totally different shape. It is not so much like working in a garden. It is more…
When the wind blows through a wood, its mass is cut and closed by every leaf, forming a train of jittery vortices in the air.
When I was 16, I was taught by a wonderful teacher who let me ignore the Greek syllabus and just read Homer.
There’s a whole range of words that people use about landscape. Pastoral? Idyll? I can’t stand them.
Most spiders eat and remake their webs every night.
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