Sunday, October 10, 2010
THREE from
THE OLD POET SAYS
THE OLD POET SAYS
“No,” he said, “I can't
write long poems
with these short
fingers.”
*
“No rule except the thing,
apprehension of the thing,
and rendering of the apprehension
exactly.”
*
“If I were
usefulI would be
a tin cupnear the water.”
