Let’s detox our cluttered academic brain. That’s what the poet does. People call it daydreaming, detoxing our minds and taking care of that clutter. It’s being able to let in call letters from the poetry universe.
You don’t help people in your poems. I’ve been trying to help people all my life – that’s my trouble.
I’m trying to climb up both walls at once.
Atlantis will rise again.
The heroes of the present will retreat to the imitation they are anyhow.
You can read everybody. It’s not even interesting to tell the truth because to some extent it’s false.
I’m one of the cliches that has grown up.
I’ve worked throughout California as a poet: in colleges, universities, worker camps, migrant education offices, continuation high schools, juvenile halls, prisons, and gifted classrooms.
I’m sorry, but I was born with a towel on my head.
Forgive me if I sleep until I wake up.