"Writing these poems gave me more pleasure than anything before. That year, the only reason anything had to be, was to be a poem - the icicles making their small clear points on the eaves, the broken gate that clacked double knuckled on its hinge, the bitter flesh star at the heart of a lemon. Poetry was my medium, as rigid and formal and obscure as its author." - Kenji Yoshino"
— Via Kenji Yoshino