You can do anything, literally, right That's one of the exciting possibilities of the present.
When will government cease being a nuisance to everybody
We're all moving, moving, moving. Isn't it nice
We all want what's been suddenly disallowed.
There is a grace of life which is still yours, my dear Europe.
The poem, for me, is simply the first sound realized in the modality of being.
The heroes of the present will retreat to the imitation they are anyhow.
I'm one of the cliches that has grown up.
I sound like Homer. I mean Winslow Homer.
I defer to all these other American poets who, for some reason, I both envy and admire.
I couldn't write a canto if I sat down and deliberately tried. My interest is not in cantos. It's in another condition of a song.
I am happy to have some friends here in the kitchen.
Forgive me if I sleep until I wake up.
Atlantis will rise again.
You don't help people in your poems. I've been trying to help people all my life - that's my trouble.
You can read everybody. It's not even interesting to tell the truth because to some extent it's false.
The Canadian voice is still too rustic.
Fact is based upon vulgar matter.
I remember way back when I was young, 10 years ago.
This morning of the small snow I count the blessings, the leak in the faucet which makes of the sink time, the drop of the water on water.
I don't live for poetry. I live far more than anybody else does.
I'm trying to climb up both walls at once.
Whatever you have to say, leave the roots on, let them dangle, And the dirt, Just to make clear where they come from.
I'm sorry, but I was born with a towel on my head.
I take space to be the central fact to man born in America. I spell it large because it comes large here. Large and without mercy.