You have only 30 seconds with a new person. I will give you a hug so you know I’m real, and then you’re real too.
Children know from a remarkably early age that things are being kept from them, that grown-ups participate in a world of mysteries.
I look and look, As though I could be saved simply by looking
Poetry operates by hints and dark suggestions. It is full of secrets and hidden formulae, like a witch's brew.
If the heart has its reasons, perhaps the body Has its own lumbering sort of carnal spirit, Felt in the tingling bruises of collision, And known to captains as esprit de corps.
Brilliant. [Lasdun] seems to me certainly among the most gifted, vivid, and deft poets now writing in English, and far better than many who are more famous. His capacities are solidly established; his promise is nearly infinite.
I'm filled with admiration, delight, and gratitude at discovering James Lasdun's poems in A Jump Start. He has wit, speed, intelligence, a keen eye, precision, and imagination of a high order.
It was not always easy because I was always an individual and found it difficult to be one of a group. One person who was very supportive was my father. My mother was great but my father really recognised my individuality and supported me in that
I could probably throw harder if I wanted, but why? When they're in a jam, a lot of pitchers. . . try to throw harder. Me, I try to locate better.
Anyone who tells you size doesn't matter has been seeing too many small knives.
When I was a kid, I wanted to make my parents happy. I'd always say to them, "What do you want me to do? Do sports? Be rich? Be funny?" My mother would say, "Whatever we want from you, you already gave us - we wanted you to be alive, and you made it. "