People haven't got the interest in long long works these days. A lack of interest which I share.
Landscape is my religion. ...God in a green legend, I lean over the pool In a testament of leaves. I dangle my twinkling mood Before me in a cool cave roofed with branches And floored with a skin of water.
Anybody who writes doesn't like to be misunderstood.
And the second question, can poetry be taught? I didn't think so.
I said I have no powers of invention. Well, I also have no powers of mimicry.
All those authors there, most of whom of course I've never met. That's the poetry side, that's the prose side, that's the fishing and miscellaneous behind me. You get an affection for books that you've enjoyed.