As I remember, the first real poem I wrote was about the wheat fields between Spokane and Pullman, to the south.
There is some sign that North Korea is changing recently. There is ongoing successful negotiation to have a military talk to Pyongyang, which has been stopped for seven years.
If I’m working on a poem, it’s at the forefront of my mind; I’m working on it when I’m cooking dinner or stretched out on the sofa. But if I don’t really have it by the 10th draft, I know it just isn’t going to jell.
Be peaceful, be courteous, obey the law, respect everyone; but if someone puts his hand on you, send him to the cemetery.
If my critics saw me walking over the Thames they would say it was because I couldn’t swim.
Some of the French surrealists at the beginning of the war had come over to New York and they brought out this magazine. It was a big, glossy magazine full of surrealist things.
No matter how brief an encounter you have with anybody, you both change.
I’m a writer who likes to be influenced.
I did a lot of things as a Muslim that I am sorry for now.