Detachment produces a peculiar state of mind. Maybe that's the worst sentence of all, to be deprived of feeling what a human being ought to be entitled to feel.
I want a fever, in poetry: a fever, and tranquillity.
William Packard surely must be one of the great editors of our time.
So much destruction in modern war takes place miles and miles away from the source of the destruction, the human being who has caused it.
You are bound, my hunch is, to make it just fine.
She was the Judy Garland of American poetry.
