Richard Hugo "We won’t all disappear on a remote country road in the Monroe Valley, but like The Admiral and his wife we are all going into the dark. Some of us hope that before we do we have been honest enough to scream back at the fates. Or if we never did it ourselves, that someone, derelict or poet, did it for us once in some euphonic way our inadequate capacity for love did not deny our hearing." “…I’ve seen the world tell us with wars and real estate developments and ba

Fifty years have passed since I started living in those dark towns I was telling you about. Well, not much has changed. I still can't...

TO PAUL VERLAINE Charleville, April 1872 [...] Right now work is about as far from my thoughts as my fingernails are from my eyes. Tough...

I don't see the point of remembering you; you're too boring, Iowa City, Iowa, much duller topologically than Needles, California. I'm...