All Poetry Comes From Repetition.

I Got Married, Other People Went Off. We Had Sort Of Another Public-we Were Our Entire Readership For Many Years, And We Were Very Excited By Each Other.

As I Look Over My Work, I Mean Every Time I Look Over My Early Work, I See, Yes, I Could Do That Then And Then I Could Do That And That... That May Be The Hardest Thing For A Writer, At Least For A Poet, To Tell What The Identity Of His Work Is.

I Thought, 'there Are A Lot Of Poets Who Have The Courage To Look Into The Abyss, But There Are Very Few Who Have The Courage To Look Happiness In The Face And Write About It,' Which Is What I Wanted To Be Able To Do.

It Seems Everything Is So Full Of Possibilities One Can Hardly Take It All In.

One Trouble With A Kind Of Falsely Therapeutic And Always Reassuring Attitude That It Is Easy To Fall Into With Old People, Is The Tendency To Be Satisfied With Too Little.