All Lovely Things Will Have

I Think We've Come To A Kind Of Splinter Period In Poetry. These Tiny Little Bright Fragments Of Observation - And Not Produced Under Sufficient Pressure - Some Of It's Very Skillful, But I Don't Think There's Anywhere A Discernible Major Poet In The Process Of Emerging; Or If He Is, I Ain't Seen Him.

I'm Afraid I Wasn't Much Of A Student, But My Casual Reading Was Enormous.

I Really Don't Know Enough About The Structure Of Fiction.

I Think There's An Enormous Lot Of Talent Around, And Somewhere Amongst These I'm Sure That Something Will Emerge, Given Time.

Death Is A Meeting Place Of Sea And Sea.