I Suppose I Did Feel A Certain

God Is A Foreman With Certain Definite Views Who Orders Life In Shifts Of Work And Leisure.

I Suppose I Did Feel A Certain Public Pressure Always.

Publication Is Rather Like Pushing The Boat Out; Then The Boat/book Turns Into A Melting Ice Floe And You Have To Conjure A Second Boat Which Again Turns Into A Melting Floe Under Your Feet. All The Stepping Stones That You Conjure Disappear Under The Water Behind You.

Even Though Helen Vendler Wasn't On The Harvard Faculty When I Came First In 1979, She Was A Guardian Spirit; Robert Fitzgerald Gave Me The Use Of His Study In Pusey Library. Monroe And Brenda Engel Kept Open House, Bob And Jana Kiely Made Me At Home In Adams House. Then, Too, In 1979, Frank Bidart, Whom Id Met In Dublin After The Death Of Robert Lowell He Was Over Seeing Caroline Blackwood Frank Brought Me Into His Circle Of Friends, Including Robert Pinsky And Alan Williamson.

Allow Ourselves To Do As Ram Dass Said In His Delicious Phrase "be Here Now." If You Are Here Now You Cannot Fall Into Falsely Constructed Gender Projections.