How important is music to your poetry?
I think all speech is music, and I am constantly aware of the musicality of whatever I am writing. I find I involuntarily score my life—waking up with songs that speak directly to what I need to be writing blaring in my inner ear—relentless until I get to the keyboard and address them. They are often obvious to the point of absurdity—during a current writing crisis, I had “Chasing Cars” (if you haven’t heard it, you should) on such relentless replay that I had to stop everything that I was doing, and write a prose poem that lived entirely in the emotion and respite of the song. I think I am music’s bitch.