I Woke Up Thinking A Very Pleasant

Gandhi Was Important For Another Reason As Well: His Country Was Suffering Under The British Empire, And Yet He Was Leading A Very Singular Kind Of Resistance To It. At The Time He Was Speaking About The Violence In Europe, His Followers Were In Jail As Prisoners Of The British Government.

You Can Tell It's A Poem Because It's Swimming In A Little Gel Pack Of White Space. That Shows It's A Poem.

As Soon As You Start Doing That - Changing Things - It Seems Self-evident To Me That You've Entered The World Of Make-believe. If You Pretend That It's True, And Use Your Own Name, You Are Misleading People. Fiction Is Looser And Wilder And Sometimes In The End More Self-revealing, Anyway.

I Wanted To Apprentice Myself To The Dailiness Of The War's Beginning Phase. It's Truer And More Frightening That Way - When You're Afloat On A Little Dingy In The Midst Of It All.

While I Was Writing I Assumed It Would Be Published Under A Pseudonym, And That Liberated Me: What I Wrote Was Exactly What I Wanted To Read.