Summer In The Trees! “it Is Time

I Got Married, Other People Went Off. We Had Sort Of Another Public-we Were Our Entire Readership For Many Years, And We Were Very Excited By Each Other.

One Day The Nouns Were Clustered In The Street. An Adjective Walked By, With Her Dark Beauty. The Nouns Were Struck, Moved, Changed. The Next Day A Verb Drove Up, And Created The Sentence.

All Poetry Comes From Repetition.

Poetry Is A Deliberate Attempt To Make Language Suggestive And Imprecise.

Maybe There Are Three Or Four Really Good Poets In A Generation.