I Am Interested In A Hundred Things,

My Parents Wanted Me To Solace Them For Sorrows They Denied Having Had.

Complainers Rule Out Happiness, Mentioning It Only As Something Lost.

Totem Poles And Wooden Masks No Longer Suggest Tribal Villages But Fashionable Drawing Rooms In New York And Paris.

The Modest Youth Somehow Knows Just What To Do For The Cameras.

As A Child I Was Middle-aged And Cautious Compared To My Impulsive Father.