If poetry becomes just a revision of the newspaper page or the talking heads on TV, that’s not a language that will last.
Jay Shin, Xiao Wang, and Sung Hee for Elle Vietnam, March 2013
Obscure poetry does not exist, or else it is not poetry, it is something else. Real poetry is never obscure; even Mallarmé is clear.
Desire doubled is love and love doubled is madness.
Whole writing exercises are devoted to photographs: choose a picture and create a narrative from its visual content; provide a photograph and ask a writer to use a person or an object in it as a character or prop for a story. Both fiction and nonfiction writers walk with this crutch, hobbling their way through writer’s block or memory loss. Photographs that may deaden the prose of a fiction writer might enliven the work of an essayist; the same photographs that enable the precision of the journalist might inspire the whimsy of a poet.