On Me Your Voice Falls As They

I Am Not Sure, Once A Poet Has Found Out What Has Been Written Already, And How It Was Written - Once, In Short, He Has Learnt His Trade - That He Should Bother With Literature At All. Poetry Is Not Like Surgery, A Technique That Can Be Copied. Every Operation The Poet Performs Is Unique, And Need Never Be Done Again.

I'd Like To Think...that People In Pubs Would Talk About My Poems

Sex Means Nothing--just The Moment Of Ecstasy, That Flares And Dies In Minutes.

What Are Days For? Days Are Where We Live. They Come, They Wake Us Time And Time Over. Theyare To Be Happy In: Where Can We Live But Days?

No One Can Tear Your Thread Out Of Himself. No One Can Tie You Down Or Set You Free.