“So how can a poet-an intelligent, serious poet-write mystical verse now?”

Teaching and writing have tended to proceed on parallel lines, but there have been times when there was indeed carry-over from the classroom to the creative work.

The traffic, however, was usually the other way.

My teaching was animated by what I was reading and being excited by as a poet.

Once a poet calls his myth a myth, he prevents the reader from treating it as a reality; we use the word “myth” only for stories we ourselves cannot believe.

Which led me into a new appreciation of middle [William Butler ] Yeats, of the short three-beat line and forward-driving syntax, and that paid in, in turn to a poem like Casualty in Field Work.

With luck, a writer capable of producing both Slouching Towards Kalamazoo and The Blood of the Lamb will not remain unappreciated for long.

The poetry of Adam Zagajewski provides the beginning of an answer to this question.

In the 1970s, for example, I found myself learning to relish the poetry of Andrew Marvell and Sir Thomas Wyatt, and getting a handle on poetry of plainer speech than I had dwelt with heretofore.

The unadmitted reason why traditional readers are hostile to e-books is that we still hold the superstitious idea that a book is like a soul, and that every soul should have its own body.

I answer only to God.

If a man urge me to tell wherefore I loved him, I feel it cannot be expressed but by answering: Because it was he, because it was myself.

I answered the voice that I was a poor girl who knew nothing of riding and warfare.

Live your questions now, and perhaps even without knowing it, you will live along some distant day into your answers.

You talk to me in riddles, I will answer you in rhyme. I loved you for a little- I will love you for all time.

The only thing I really worry about is my live stand-up show because I have to answer to the fans.

I talk to myself all the time. Just make sure you answer.

When you’re faced with an opponent, the media asks the questions, and I answer truthfully. I don’t hold back.