Ordinary language is all right.
One could divide humanity into two classes:
those who master a metaphor, and those who hold by a formula.
Those with a bent for both are too few, they do not comprise a class.
It has been a disappointment for me to hear William Carlos Williams read his own poems. Is it his voice, or just that his voice is not my voice?
- it is day though.
'I find fault only with the preface. In my opinion, it spoils your book, which is so impartial and so lofty. You give away your secret: that is carrying candor too far; and you express your opinion, something which in my poetics a novelist hasn't the right to do.'
'- The great misfortune of my life was never to have an aim -.'
"Getting Behind the Word: Creeley's Typography", with fascinating details about how Creeley's books were initially published.
'I shine cause I grind / ain't gotta steal or rob'