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When I Was A Teacher, Teachers Would Come Into My Classroom And Admire My Desk On Which Lay Nothing Whatever, Whereas Theirs Were Heaped With Papers And Books.

When I Talk Of Hearing A Poet's Voice Speaking, I Always Think Of It As In The Presence Of The Man.

And The Second Question, Can Poetry Be Taught? I Didn't Think So.

All I Write About Is What's Happened To Me And To People I Know, And The Better I Know Them, The More Likely They Are To Be Written About.

And Some Poets Are Far Better Read Off The Page Because They're Very Bad Speakers. I'm Thinking Of One In Particular Whom I Won't Name, A Good Poet, And He Reads In Such A Dry, Boring Way, Your Eyes Start Drooping.