Jails and prisons are the complement of schools; so many less as you have of the latter, so many more must you have of the former.
In many respects, the United States is a great country. Freedom of speech is protected more than in any other country. It is also a very free society.
It’s because I work in ethics, and, more specifically, applied ethics, that I think it’s important that if you have things to say that you think are right and you think could make the world a better place, it’s important that many people read about them.
I could have easily been a statistic. Growing up in Brooklyn, N.Y., it was easy – a little too easy – to get into trouble. Surrounded by poor schools, lack of resources, high unemployment rates, poverty, gangs and more, I watched as many of my peers fell victim to a vicious cycle of diminished opportunities and imprisonment.
Nothing is more surprising than the easiness with which the many are governed by the few.
We see many who are struggling against adversity who are happy, and more although abounding in wealth, who are wretched.
I think of something quite different from a snapshot. I know of a lot of poems, some very fine ones, that are like snapshots, but I’m more interested in poetry that is like an endless film, long stories, things that weave together many different strands, like a big piece of cloth, not like a photograph.
Each of us has a very rich nature and can look at things objectively, from a distance, and at the same time can have something more personal to say about them. I am trying to look at the world, and at myself, from many different points of view. I think many poets have this duality.
A portion of mankind take pride in their vices and pursue their purpose; many more waver between doing what is right and complying with what is wrong.
There are many people in the world who feel that if only they had a bigger car, a nicer house, better vacations, a more understanding boss, or a more interesting partner, then their life would work. We all go through that one. Slowly we wear out most of our ‘if onlies.’