There Is Risk And Truth To Yourselves

Between My Finger And My Thumb The Squat Pen Rests; Snug As A Gun. ~from The Poem "digging

My Teaching Was Animated By What I Was Reading And Being Excited By As A Poet.

There Is Not Built-in Meaning To Anything, We Are Free To Add Any Meaning We Choose To Give It.

I Felt Implicated In American Affairs.outraged At The Blatant Lies About Iraqs Involvement In Al Qaeda, At The Regimes Arrogance And Stupidity, Guantnamo Bay And All The Rest Of It. But The Poems At The Start Of District And Circle Anahorish 1944, The Aerodromearent Particularly Aimed As Criticism. On The Contrary, There's A Recognition Of The Big Contribution To World Order Made In Europe During World War Ii.

Once Off The Bush The Fruit Fermented, The Sweet Flesh Would Turn Sour. I Always Felt Like Crying. It Wasn't Fair That All The Lovely Canfuls Smelt Of Rot. Each Year I Hoped They'd Keep, Knew They Would Not. -blackberry Picking