To Eat In The Same Room Where

I Had Been Warned About Jews By My Gentile Friends - They Did Terrible Things With Knives To Boys.

I Wanted To Write Poetry Almost A Little More Than I Wanted To Eat.

But Maybe It's Up The Hills Or Under The Leaves Or In A Ditch Somewhere. Maybe It's Never Found. But What You Find, Whatever You Find, Is Only Part Of The Missing, And Writing Is The Way The Poet Finds Out What It Is He Found.

Poetry Is Ordinary Language Raised To The Nth Power.

For My Oxford Degree, I Had To Translate French And German Philosophy (as It Turned Out, Descartes And Kant) At Sight Without A Dictionary. That Meant Germany For My First Summer Vacation, To Learn The Thorny Language On My Own.