I Wanted To Write Poetry Almost A

The Corncob Was The Central Object Of My Life. My Father Was A Horse Handler, First Trotting And Pacing Horses, Then Coach Horses, Then Work Horses, Finally Saddle Horses. I Grew Up Around, On, And Under Horses, Fed Them, Shoveled Their Manure, Emptied The Mangers Of Corncobs.

I Had Been Warned About Jews By My Gentile Friends - They Did Terrible Things With Knives To Boys.

Writing Is Rewriting What You Have Rewritten.

I Knew About Holiness, Never Having Missed A Sunday-school Class Since I Started At Four Years. But If Jews Were Also Religious, How Could Our Neighbor With The Grease-grimy Shirt Use The Word 'damn' About Them?

I Wanted To Write Poetry Almost A Little More Than I Wanted To Eat.