Man hands on misery to man. It deepens like a coastal shelf. Get out as early as you can, and don't have any kids yourself.
Clearly money has something to do with life.
He married a woman to stop her getting away Now she's there all day.
Depression hangs over me as if I were Iceland.
I didn't choose poetry: poetry chose me.
It is fatal to decide, intellectually, what good poetry is because you are then in honour bound to try to write it, instead of the poems that only you can write.