A Lot Happens By Accident In Poetry.

Language Is Remarkable, Except Under The Extreme Constraints Of Mathematics And Logic, It Never Can Talk Only About What It's Supposed To Talk About But Is Always Spreading Around.

When Robert Frost Was Alive, I Was Known As The Other New England Poet, Which Is To Be Barely Known At All.

A Chronicle Is Very Different From History Proper.

A Teacher Is A Person Who Never Says Anything Once.

Writing Is Like The Relationship With Your Bowels. First You Can, Then You Can't. Finally, You Must. Only Then Should You Reach For The Paper.