Sometimes I look at the trees with their beautiful veins riversucking and feel like they should be afraid of me. Sometimes I think poetry is afraid of me because I’m real. Because what I believe I write is real. Is it dramatic to say something like that? Is it overly dramatic? But then again, that is creation.
But then again, what I am most afraid of is the people I love because they are real, because they speak to me, because I need them so utterly to speak myself. I call them unimaginable people with unimaginable power.