What recurs in your poetry?

Animals, the prefix “un”, kitchens, cupboards, fields, foundations, dogs, women.

 

Do you listen to music when you write?

Sometimes. Andrew Bird, opera, Neko Case, Band of Horses.

 

Do you imagine a reader when you write poetry? What are they like?

They are like me, with better powers of concentration.

Tell her wait, little interrupter. Why bother
she is slow. She is field hungry, moving
to the edge of the garden, where she wants
to stay and stay. Spring on its way, why listen.
She is solidly hers. Ducks overhead and the sky
a speckled target. A suggestion of owls in the trees.
The trees repeat her name. How the trees insist.