And I Had To Get Out Of

Reading Ngo Tu Lap's Poems, Terrible Nostalgia Wells Up In Me- Nostalgia For A Lost Time And A Far-gone Country, Nostalgia For People I've Loved, And For Creatures Of Forests And Rivers. I Feel Gratitude Too. War Is Over. Peace Arrives With These Beautiful Poems.

What Does Old Look Like? Sometimes I Am Wrinkled, Sometimes Not.

It Seems That Writing Chose Me. I Feel That Because I Know History, And I Know The History Of So Many Cultures; I Have Lived A Large Life.

To Me Success Means Effectiveness In The World, That I Am Able To Carry My Ideas And Values Into The World--that I Am Able To Change It In Positive Ways.

I Learned To Make My Mind Large, As The Universe Is Large, So That There Is Room For Paradoxes.