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A Poem Is A Window That Hangs Between Two Or More Human Beings Who Otherwise Live In Darkened Rooms.

I Think I Made A Mistake With [jane] Austen By Reading All Six In A Row. There Are Similarities To The Plots So By The Time I Got To The Last One I Could Anticipate What Was Happening Too Easily. But Her Characterizations Are Amazing.

For The Past Thirty Years Or So, Much American Poetry Has Been Marked By An Earnestness That Rejects The Comic. This Has Nothing To Do With Seriousness. The Comic Can Be Very Serious. The Trouble With The Earnest Is That It Seeks To Be Commended. It Seeks To Be Praised For Its Intention More Than For What It Is Saying.

Writing Is A Job, A Craft, And You Learn It By Trying To Write Every Day And By Facing The Page With Humility And Gall. And You Have To Love To Read Books, All Kinds Of Books, Good Books. You Are Not Looking For Anything In Particular; You Are Just Letting Stuff Seep In.

I Had Not Read George Eliot, So Read A Few. I Felt Ashamed I Hadn't Read "middlemarch" Before.