I Always Believed That Whatever Had To

The Completely Solitary Self: That's Where Poetry Comes From, And It Gets Isolated By Crisis, And Those Crises Are Often Very Intimate Also.

Smile As You Find A Rhythm Working You, Slow Mile By Mile, Into Your Proper Haunt.

I Felt Implicated In American Affairs.outraged At The Blatant Lies About Iraqs Involvement In Al Qaeda, At The Regimes Arrogance And Stupidity, Guantnamo Bay And All The Rest Of It. But The Poems At The Start Of District And Circle Anahorish 1944, The Aerodromearent Particularly Aimed As Criticism. On The Contrary, There's A Recognition Of The Big Contribution To World Order Made In Europe During World War Ii.

Write Whatever You Like!

If Self Is A Location, So Is Love: Bearings Taken, Markings, Cardinal Points, Options, Obstinacies, Dug Heels, And Distance, Here And There And Now And Then, A Stance.