Twice in his life Eugene Victor Debs took the long leap to the Ultima Thule of prison, passing beyond the realm of the acceptable into the nonacceptable, from respectability into the criminal community of the monster who was an enemy to the people.

Life has no beginning, middle or end.

The first poem I ever wrote, about loss, when I was 5 years old, expressed the themes of everything I would ever write.

Twice in his life Eugene Victor Debs took the long leap to the Ultima Thule of prison, passing beyond the realm of the acceptable into the nonacceptable, from respectability into the criminal community of the monster who was an enemy to the people.

I'm quite sure that most writers would sustain real poetry if they could, but it takes devotion and talent.

All the books I have written have been one book, from the beginning.

I knew Anais Nin, who called me after I had been away for a few years. She was seeking help because at that time no one would give her a decent review. She was made fun of.