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The Sound Of The Mandolin Is A Very Curious Sound Because It's Cheerful And Melancholy At The Same Time, And I Think It Comes From That Shadow String, The Double Strings.

I Wish Someone Had Told Me That My Stories Are Really Mine To Tell. In Other Words, Anything That I Think Is Important Or That Has Moved Me Has The Ability To Move Somebody Else.

I Change Jobs Like Drinking Water ... And As I Grow Accustomed To The New Flavor Of A Drink I Regard As Delicious, Yes, Vital, Something Fades, Life Balks. So I Break Camp; I Shed Skins.

If They Don't Read, If They Don't Love Reading; If They Don't Find Themselves Compulsively Reading, I Don't Think They're Really A Writer

I Never Think Of My Audience When I Write A Poem. I Try To Write Out Of Whatever Is Haunting Me; In Order For A Poem To Feel Authentic, I Have To Feel I'm Treading On Very Dangerous Ground, Which Can Mean That The Resulting Revelations May Prove Hurtful To Other People. The Time For Thinking About That Kind Of Guilt Or Any Collective Sense Of Responsibility, However, Occurs Much Later In The Creative Process, After The Poem Is Finished.