My poems begin in little notebooks, in my car. I keep lists of ideas and images and I scribble whenever I can, usually for at least an hour after I drop my daughter off at school. I file books and music I enjoy in my back seat; it’s a mess but it works well for me: a kind of traveling office.
You’ve said that the desire to write is “a desire to be in dialogue with the books I carry even into my bathtub and bed.” I was reminded of your heart-wrenching poem “Shackleton’s Decision,” which conjures a scene from a book you were reading. Can you describe what you mean by a “desire to be in dialogue with books”?
I think of reading as listening and writing as speaking; when I read something powerful or exciting, I find myself wishing I could respond.
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