We All Have An Old Knot In

Water Is The Exile, Carried Back In Cans And Flasks, The Ghost Between Your Hands And Your Mouth.

I'll Be Looking At The Moon, But I'll Be Seeing You.

For Echo Is The Soul Of The Voice Exciting Itself In Hollow Places.

I Want The Marginality To Come Into The Center. This Is The Thing I Was Conscious Of Growing Up, When I Later Lived In England. I Saw All These War Movies That Came Out Shortly After The War, And They Were All About The War Being Fought By Englishmen Or Americans, There Were No Other "allies" In It - From India Or Australia, Etc.

The Past Is Still, For Us, A Place That Is Not Safely Settled.