I Don't Think Of Myself

And It's Impossible For Me To Read Henry James.

Well, I'm A Light Traveller. I Chuck Things Away.

There Are Some Friends You Don't Meet For Twenty Years And When You Meet Them Again It's As If No Twenty Years Has Happened - You're Lucky When That Happens. I Feel The Same About Books.

And The Second Question, Can Poetry Be Taught? I Didn't Think So.

When I Was Asked To Be Writer In Residence At Edinburgh I Thought, You Can't Teach Poetry. This Is Ridiculous.