I find you in these tears, few, useless and here at last. Don't come back.
I still believe in this country, that it can fulfill the destiny Blake and Whitman envisioned. I still believe in American poetry.
I started listening to music when I wrote when I had three sons at home.
But I'm too old to be written about as a young poet.
I'm seventy-one now, so it's hard to imagine a dramatic change.
For sure I once thought of myself as the poet who would save the ordinary from oblivion.