As If Hands Were Enough

Deep Feeling Doesn't Make For Good Poetry. A Way With Language Would Be A Bit Of Help.

I Had Assumed That I Would Age With All My Friends Growing Old Around Me, Dying Off Very Gradually One By One. And Here Was A Plague That Cut Them Off So Early.

It Was Difficult Being A Teacher And Out Of The Closet In The '50s. By The Time I Retired, The English Department Was Proud Of Having A Gay Poet Of A Certain Minor Fame. It Was A Very Satisfactory Change!

Thus For Each Blunt-faced Ignorant One The Great Grey Rigid Uniform Combined Safety With Virtue Of The Sun. Thus Concepts Linked Like Chainmail In The Mind.

There Have Been Two Popular Subjects For Poetry In The Last Few Decades: The Vietnam War And Aids, About Both Of Which Almost All Of Us Have Felt Deeply.