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In one of your poems, you write of ‘my pen itching the
paper’. What is the itch that your pen scratches?
Well, I am going to give you rather a long and rambling answer.
When I was growing up, there was no expectation that I would spend
my life as I have spent it, either writing poems or talking about
them, or reading them or thinking about …
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