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Occasionally I Encounter People Getting Into Their Cars Who Will Say, "oh, You Haven't Been Walking Lately" - Like I'm A Symbol Of The Ancient Art Of Walking!

Remember That When You Say "i Will Have Non Of This Exile And This Stranger For His Face Is Not Like My Face And His Speech Is Strange," You Have Denied America With That Word.

Most Of The Time I'm Not Really Attracted To Writing That's Focused On Filling And Fighting It Out Within A Well-defined Container. I Like Work That Gets Out In The World And Lets The World Shape The Poem.

I've Been Reading A Lot Lately About Indian Captives. One Woman Who Had Been Captured By The Indians And Made A Squaw Was Resentful When She Was Rescued Because She'd Found That There Was A Lot More Work To Do As The Wife Of A White Man.

Books Are Not Men And Yet They Are Alive.