My First Collection Of Poems Was Published

The Language Has Got To Be Fully Alive - I Can't Bear Dull, Flaccid Writing Myself And I Don't See Why Any Reader Should Put Up With It.

Poets Go Through A Very Tough Apprenticeship In The Use Of Words.

It Is A Violation Which Has Obsessed The Tyrants Of The Twentieth Century. They Do Not Want Simply To Kill Their Opponents, But To Liquidate Them, To Deny That They Have Ever Existed.

Count Dracula Had Directed Me To Go To The Golden Krone Hotel, Which I Found, To My Great Delight, To Be Thoroughly Old-fashioned, For Of Course I Wanted To See All I Could Of The Ways Of The Country.

The Poets Whom I Knew Then Were All Men And All Seemed Dauntingly Sure Of Themselves - Although I Am Sure That Really They Were As Uncertain As I Was.