I Haven't Written Anything In Four Years.

I Notice That Students, Particularly For Gay Students, It's Too Easy To Write About My Last Trick Or Something. It's Not Very Interesting To The Reader.

Thus For Each Blunt-faced Ignorant One The Great Grey Rigid Uniform Combined Safety With Virtue Of The Sun. Thus Concepts Linked Like Chainmail In The Mind.

When I First Started Teaching At Berkeley In 1958, I Could Not Announce That I Was Gay To Anybody, Though Probably Quite A Few Of My Fellow Teachers Knew.

I Work Best In Rhyme And Meter. I Was Most Confident Of Myself In That Way.

I Don't Know How To Sit Outside Myself And Test Against A Hypothetical Self Who Stayed Home.