Occupation: Poet Birth: June 6, 1925 Death: February 6, 2014
I didn't write my poems because I wanted to, they were wrung from me. I had to write them..
One way of ending the poem is to turn it back on itself, like a serpent with its tail in its mouth..
... people get confidential at midnight..
Sometimes tradition is a way of keeping going..
My writing time needs to surround itself with empty stretches, or at least unpeopled ones, for the writing takes place in an area of suspension as in….
Poetry makes nothing happen. It survives in the valley of its saying..
To build is to dwell..
To write about the monstrous sense of alienation the poet feels in this culture of polarized hatreds is a way of staying sane. With the poem, I reach….
We are, each of us, our own prisoner. We are locked up in our own story..
Nature is a catchment of sorrows..
Meanwhile let us cast one shadow in air and water..
And the pond's stillness nippled as if by rain instead is pocked with life..
When Sleeping Beauty wakes up, she is almost fifty years old.
The tougher the form the easier it is for me to handle the poem, because the form gives permission to be very gut honest about feelings..
Can it be I am the only Jew residing in Danville, Kentuchy, looking for matzoh in the Safeway and the A & P?.
Cherish your wilderness..
Here on the drawing board fingers and noses leak from the air brush maggots lie under if i should die before if i should die in the back room stacked….
The time on either side of now stands fast..
I would not recommend poetry as a career. In the first place, it's impossible in this time and place - in this culture - to make poetry a career. The….
It is important to act as if bearing witness matters..
Love, we are a small pond..