Books Are Not Men And

When My Own Writing Needs A Perk, I Open Zukofsky And Read From "a" - Particularly Sections "22" And "23." It Can Be Opaque, But I Love The Intensity.

Books Are Not Men And Yet They Are Alive. They Are Man's Memory And His Aspiration, The Link Between His Present And His Past, The Tools He Builds With.

When I Was In Graduate School, My Thesis Included Both Poetry And Essays. Influenced By The Personal Essays Of James Baldwin And Norman Mailer, I Loved The Form, But Pretty Much Stopped.

Something Begins, Begins; Starlit And Sunlit, Something Walks Abroad, In Flesh And Spirit And Fire. Something Is Loosed To Change The Shaken World.

Money Is Sullen And Wisdom Is Sly, But Youth Is The Pollen That Blows Through The Sky And Does Not Ask Why.