What I love about poetry is the possibility it allows you to capture the little moments in life, in short bursts of expression, and gives you a way to put completely random observations into the verbal equivalent of little perfume bottles to be brought out and opened at will, to give one a whiff of a mood, a moment, an idea, an event. For me, poetry provides an escape from the humdrum. Or perhaps it is more correct to say it allows me to see what exists in the folds of linear time. For instance, when I was sitting watching my students labour over their examination, my mind wandered and wondered about other kinds of writing.... Advice to authors If you want to write books about people unlike yourself, you must bare your eyes and look closely so that the middle-class crust that shields you from offense of the sensory kind, doesn't keep you from seeing/smelling/touching/tasting the entirety of life, including that which is behind the garbage heap and buried under mo
making sense of the everyday