I always knew that 'Growing Pains' was not going to go on forever. I remember thinking, 'I'm going to enjoy every moment of this.'
I can't tell you where a poem comes from, what it is, or what it is for: nor can any other man. The reason I can't tell you is that the purpose of a poem is to go past telling, to be recognised by burning.
Dave Anderson, Writer (1929) |
Sydney Carter, Poet (1915) |
Emanuel Celler, Politician (1888) |
Jeffery Deaver, Writer (1950) |
Martin Delany, Soldier (1812) |
Randall Jarrell, Poet (1914) |
William Jay, Clergyman (1769) |
L. Frank Baum, Author (1919) |
William Allen Egan, Politician (1984) |
B. C. Forbes, Journalist (1954) |
Bret Harte, Author (1902) |