What is the use of reading the common news of the day, the tragic deaths and abuses of daily living, when for over half a lifetime we have known that they must have occurred just as they have occurred given the conditions that cause them? There is no light in it. It is trivial fill-gap. We know the plane will crash, the train be derailed. And we know why. No one cares, no one can care. We get the news and discount it, we are quite right in doing so. It is trivial. But the haunted news I get from some obscure patient's eyes is not trivial. It is profound.

God damn it, you might think a man had no business to be writing, to be a poet unless some philosophic stinker gave him permission.

The art of the poem nowadays is something unstable; but at least the construction of the poem should make sense; you should know where you stand. Many question…

There's a lot of bastards out there!

Europe has a press that stresses opinions; America a press, radio, and television that emphasize news.

The soul of man is larger than the sky, Deeper than ocean, or the abysmal dark Of the unfathomed center.

There are a lot of people who think our job is to reassure the public every night that their home, their community and their nation is safe. I don't subscribe …