The Facts Of History Have Been Too

Poetry Comes To Me Out Of Thin Air Or Out Of My Unconscious Mind. It's Sort Of The Way Dreams Come To Us And The Way That We Get Knowledge From Them, Through Television, Old Movies, Which I Watch A Lot Of. Lines Of Dialogue Suddenly Seem To Be Part Of A Poem.

Much That Is Beautiful Must Be Discarded So That We May Resemble A Taller Impression Of Ourselves.

The Gray Glaze Of The Past Attacks All Know-how...

In The Evening Everything Has A Schedule, If You Can Find Out What It Is.

I Think That In The Process Of Writing, All Kinds Of Unexpected Things Happen That Shift The Poet Away From His Plan And That These Accidents Are Really What We Mean When We Talk About Poetry.