The Best Live Among Us In Disguise.

A Critic At Best Is A Waiter At The Great Table Of Literature.

The Best Live Among Us In Disguise.

In A Poem, The Words Happen; They Just Come. I Let Them. Otherwise, I Wouldn't Write. To Interfere With What Is Happening Is To Distort The Poem. Just A Very Small Degree Of Intelligence And Supervision Is Necessary. Very Tactful. Any Revision Later That Violates The Text As It Came, That Begins Rewriting The Words, Is Fake.

Imagination Should Be Integrated With Life, Not Turned Into A Separate Activity, Art, That Monopolizes One's Whole Existence.

Intellectually, Most People Never Wash. They Never Free Their Minds Of The Accumulated Rubbish Of Centuries.