It's Not As If I'm Trying To

I Was Born In Northern Ireland In 1951. I Lived Most Of My Life There Until 1986 Or 1987

Confusion Is What We're Living With - Not Being Able To Make Sense Of What's Happening To Us From Day To Day. Whereas Making Sense Is What We're Aiming For - Making Sense.

We Simply Have Not Kept In Touch With Poetry

The Ground Swell Is What’s Going To Sink You As Well As Being What Buoys You Up. These Are Clichés Also, Of Course, And I’m Sometimes Interested In How Much One Can Get Away With.

One Will Never Again Look At A Birch Tree, After The Robert Frost Poem, In Exactly The Same Way.