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Billy Collins

And the reason I am writing this on the back of a manila envelope now that they have left the train together is to tell you that when she turned to lift the large, delicate cello onto the overhead rack.
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Eye Left Overhead Rack Tell Together Writing
That’s the real question for me, is getting the reader into the poem and then taking the reader somewhere, because I think of poetry as a kind of form of travel writing.
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Poem Reader Talking Travel Writing
I have one of these early memories where I’m in the back of my parents’ car, a place I loved to spend a lot of time as an only child, not having to fight with venomous siblings over the only toy.
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Child Early Memories Parents Time Venomous
…balancing the wish to be lost with the need to be found.
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Lost Needs Wish
I knew that poets seemed to be miserable.
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Miserable Poet Seemed
I felt at some point that I had nothing to lose, and [laughs] maybe I was wrong. I think, you know, there’s always these little autobiographical secrets behind things. I think I was really attacking my earlier self, and this kind of pretentious figure.
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Laughing Self Thinking
Vade Mecum I want the scissors to be sharp and the table perfectly level when you cut me out of my life and paste me in that book you always carry.
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Book Cutting Levels Life Scissors
I could look at you forever and never see the two of us together
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Forever Together Two
When you get a poem [in a public place], it happens to you so suddenly that you don’t have time to deploy your anti-poetry deflector shields that were installed in high school.
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Inspiration Motivation School
I was a pretty happy kid, I had to fake it. I had to get into this miserable character before I wrote poems.
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Character Happy Kid Kids
It’s time to float on the waters of the night. Time to wrap my arms around this book and press it to my chest, life preserver in a seat of unremarkable men and women anonymous faces on the street, a hundred thousand unalphabitized things a million forgotten hours.
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Arms Book Men Night Preserve Press
Introduction To Poetry I ask them to take a poem and hold it up to the light like a color slide or press an ear against its hive. I say drop a mouse into a poem and watch him probe his way out, or walk inside the poem’s room and feel the walls for a light switch.
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Mean Names Wall
I could feel the day offering itself to me, and I wanted nothing more than to be in the moment-but which moment? Not that one, or that one, or that one.
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Feels Moments Offering
Form is any aspect of a poem that encourages it to stay whole and not drift off into chaos.
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Aspect Chaos Form
I had a sense, I guess, from just reading a lot of poetry of how a poem would start and how it would end but really I didn’t know what I was doing. It had very little connection to my life.
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Connecting Interesting Poem Poetry Sense
In the process of simplifying oneself, one often discovers the thing called voice.
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Oneself Process Voice

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