Hide long enough from your fear, Mother said, and you too disappear.

Hiding is existing in a constant state of alarm, remaining undiscovered, and inferior.

I’m the kind of father I wanted my father to be. That may be the sweetest revenge.

My poems often start with an idea, some kind of inspiration. I don’t expect anything. Every now and then something like “The One Truth” comes out.

To pay for my father’s funeral I borrowed money from people he already owed money to. One called him a nobody. No, I said, he was a failure. You can’t remember a nobody’s name, that’s why they’re called nobodies. Failures are unforgettable.

Emotional truth is the reward of digging deeply enough to find the truth about how one really feels, but in order to convey this truth with any force, or artistry, one needs to ‘create’ a form of expression, and this form determines its own “genuine information”.

My father’s death when I was eighteen and his struggles as a Jewish immigrant provided me with the raw material, but for a long time I went from painting to fiction and then finally to poetry before I could find the right way of telling this story.

To pay for my father's funeral I borrowed money from people he already owed money to. One called him a nobody. No, I said, he was a failure. You can't remember a nobody's name, that's why they're called nobodies. Failures are unforgettable.

Emotional truth is the reward of digging deeply enough to find the truth about how one really feels, but in order to convey this truth with any force, or artistry, one needs to 'create' a form of expression, and this form determines its own "genuine information".

Every artist has his or her struggle to work out in their work. The more powerful the struggle, the more persuasive the art.