When I Was A Boy I Was

If You're Too Open-minded; Your Brains Will Fall Out.

I Certainly Was Surprised To Be Named Poet Laureate Of This Far-out City On The Left Side Of The World, And I Gratefully Accept, For As I Told The Mayor, "how Could I Refuse?" I'd Rather Be Poet Laureate Of San Francisco Than Anywhere Because This City Has Always Been A Poetic Center, A Frontier For Free Poetic Life, With Perhaps More Poets And More Poetry Readers Than Any City In The World.

I Once Started Out To Walk Around The World But Ended Up In Brooklyn, That Bridge Was Too Much For Me.

Beauty Stands And Waits With Gravity To Start Her Death-defying Leap

I'm Reading A Book About Romaine Brooks, A Wonderful Painter From Early In The Last Century.