9 Quotes by Robert Kroetsch

You of the almighty zap, Zeusifer, loose and zany,let me sizzle on your thronefor maybe forty-eight seconds;I've had enough of your poetry crap,just give me the last word of this poem.

And sure enough, there it was,not the sought-after needle, but,to my agreeable astonishment,the haystack in the field by the lane.

Finding a lover is a false start.Fibrillations of the pitipat heart.The search for truth is a bum steer.It's much more likely we're looking for beer.What can I possibly rhyme with mud?Is "pod" close enough? Or "good"?It is the sentence that (sometimes) thinks.All the rest is twats and dinks.

To approach the badlands is to find a gap in the known and expected world.

I’m no longer interested in the possible.

George Bowering doesn’t play fair. Baseball Love is so good there is no memoir in the league that can go up against it. Bowering has a sense of story and an eye for detail that eliminate the possibility that he was a lousy second baseman. Reading a home run is fun.

If we have nothing to write about but nothing to write about, then that is what we have to write about.

Ariel Gordon is superbly, supremely, a poet of the body. She finds words for the physicality of the forest, of the garden, of pregnancy. Hump speaks the erotics of being alive and being in love with being alive.

We can only re-tell stories; we attempt, in doing so, to tell new stories. Is there a way out of this bind? I think the trick is to enter into it completely. Avoid purity. The idea of perfection sounds awfully boring.