The Trees Are Coming Into Leaf Like

I Have Started To Say "a Quarter Of A Century" Or "thirty Years Back" About My Own Life.

I Never Think Of Poetry Or The Poetry Scene, Only Separate Poems Written By Individuals.

Get Stewed:books Are A Load Of Crap.

It's Easy To Write When You've Nothing To Write About (that Is, When You Are Young).

But, O, Photography! As No Art Is,faithful And Disappointing! That Recordsdull Days As Dull, And Hold-it Smiles As Frauds,and Will Not Censor Blemishes,like Washing-lines, And Hall's-distemper Boards