The Art of Poetry No. 23 (Interviewer)
“I'm not a Buddha in the sense of I can sit under a tree for a thousand years. Who can? The climate doesn't allow for it, anyway . . . ”
“I'm not a Buddha in the sense of I can sit under a tree for a thousand years. Who can? The climate doesn't allow for it, anyway . . . ”
“I've been very lucky, very lucky. I'm sorry, but I was born with a towel on my head.”
She knew just about everyone and loved almost everyone,
including Stravinsky, and was greatly misunderstood.
She relived her life not from notes but from memory.
I speak of one whose triumph
is like his own despair
“a prison we all carry”;
The young girl is unable to change
The form of her habitual thinking,
The posture with which she corresponds to
As Andy Warhol's assistant from 1963 to 1970, Gerard Malanga was a fixture in a New York art scene that freely mixed painting, film, and music.
This portfolio consists of an exercise in which the photographer sent his portraits to poet-friends of the subjects and asked them to pick one portrait and provide an appropriate salutation.