I Rhyme… To See Myself, To Set

Best To Say That Once A Poem Is Finished I Trust It To Make Its Way, And I Trust Readers Will Find Their Way To It And Through It, If The Thing Has Got Itself Rightly Expressed.

It Is Difficult At Times To Repress The Thought That History Is About As Instructive As An Abattoir.

I Suppose I Did Feel A Certain Public Pressure Always.

Smile As You Find A Rhythm Working You, Slow Mile By Mile, Into Your Proper Haunt.

When I Was Teaching, I Gave A Lot Of My Mind And Anxiety To It. There Was Always Something Clenched And Anxious In Me Until The Classes Were Over.