I am waiting for the war to be fought which will make the world safe for anarchy

Think long thoughts in short sentences.

Decide if a poem is a question or a declaration, a meditation or an outcry.

Sometime during eternity some guys show up and one of them who shows up real late is a kind of carpenter from some square-type place like Galilee and he starts wailing and claiming he is hep to who made heaven and earth and that the cat who really laid it on us is his Dad

I am waiting for my case to come up and I am waiting for a rebirth of wonderand I am waiting for someoneto really discover Americaand wail

Truth is not the secret of a few'yetyou would maybe think sothe way somelibrariansand cultural ambassadors andespecially museum directorsactyou'd think they had a corneron itthe way theywalk around shaking their high heads andlooking as if they neverwent to the bathroom or anythingBut I wouldn't blame themif I were youThey say the Spiritual is best conceivedin abstract termsand then toowalking around in museums always makes mewant to'sit down'I always feel soconstipatedin thosehigh altitudes

Almost every truly creative being alienated & expatriated in his own country

I have heard a hundred housebroken Ezra Pounds.They should all be freed.It is long since I was a herdsman.