I don't live for poetry. I live far more than anybody else does.
I defer to all these other American poets who, for some reason, I both envy and admire.
I take space to be the central fact to man born in America. I spell it large because it comes large here. Large and without mercy.
Atlantis will rise again.
O.K. I'm running out of appetite. Let this swirl- a bit like Crab Nebula- do for now.
Whatever you have to say, leave The roots on, let them Dangle And the dirt Just to make clear Where they come from.