Galway Kinnell: Wait. Don't go too early. You're tired. But everyone's tired. But no one is tired enough. Only wait a little and listen: music of hair, music of pain, music of looms weaving our loves again. Be there to hear it, it will be the only time, most of all to hear your whole existence, rehearsed by the sorrows, play itself into total exhaustion. (From "Wait" in Mortal Acts, Mortal Words, 1980)
Cool, G.K.; that sounds like sage advice. Lastly, but not least in our hearts, Thomas Lux, can you give us an overall perspective. What do you really think, brother? And, don't hold back.
Thomas Lux: Bonehead time, bonehead town. Bonehead teachers. Bonehead mom, bonehead dad, bonehead aunts and uncles and cousins too. Bonehead me, bonehead you. (From "Bonehead" in The Street of Clocks, 2001)
You're a rough nut, Lux. But I appreciate that. And that solidifies this interview. Thanks to all of you wild poets. Have fun in South Florida, by the way. Remember, SPF-15 is not enough... unless your skin is hardy and tough.