The Paintings May Communicate Even Better Because

The Art Has To Make It On Its Own, Without Explanations, And It’s The Same For Poetry. If The Poem Or The Painting Has To Be Explained, Then It’s A Failure In Communication.

I Arrived In San Francisco In January 1951. After The Second World War, The Population Was So Uprooted. Soldiers Came Back Home For Brief Periods And Took Off Again. So The Population Was Very Fluid, And Suddenly It Was As If The Continent Tilted West. The Whole Population Slid West. It Took 10 Years For America To Coalesce Into A New Culture. And The New Culture Happened In San Francisco, Not New York.

Poetry Is A Naked Woman, A Naked Man, And The Distance Between Them.

When You're Young, Everything Seems Like A Romance. At 96, I Can Still Feel Romantic About Publishing Young Unknown Writers.

Poetry Is Eternal Graffiti Written In The Heart Of Everyone.