It Is Safest To Shut

I Gave Up On New Poetry Myself 30 Years Ago When Most Of It Began To Read Like Coded Messages Passing Between Lonely Aliens In A Hostile World.

A Railroad Station? That Was Sort Of A Primitive Airport, Only You Didn't Have To Take A Cab 20 Miles Out Of Town To Reach It.

Schoolteachers Seemed Determined To Persuade Me That 'classic' Is A Synonym For 'narcotic'.

The French Fried Potato Has Become An Inescapable Horror In Almost Every Public Eating Place In The Country. 'french Fries', Say The Menus, But They Are Not French Fries Any Longer. They Are A Furry-textured Substance With The Taste Of Plastic Wood.

Every Day And In Every Way, Baseball Gets Fancier. A Few More Years And They'll Be Playing On Oriental Rugs.