I May Never Be Happy,

The One Thing I Was Good At Was Winning Scholarships And Prizes, And That Era Was Coming To An End.

I Felt Overstuffed And Dull And Disappointed, The Way I Always Do The Day After Christmas.

Aloneness And Selfness Are Too Important To Betray For Company.

I Do Feel That Now And I Feel That This Development Of Recording Poems, Of Speaking Poems At Readings, Of Having Records Of Poets, I Think This Is A Wonderful Thing. I'm Very Excited By It. In A Sense, There's A Return, Isn't There, To The Old Role Of The Poet, Which Was To Speak To A Group Of People, To Come Across.

If Every Soldier Refused To Take Arms ... There Would Be No Wars; But No One Has The Courage To Be The First To Live According To Christ And Socrates, Because In A World Of Opportunists They Would Be Martyred.