I liked this because of the elimination of the essential in the composition. I cut it down and down, and down. This squeezed up to make it vivid. - William Carlos Williams

It is difficult
to get the news from poems
yet men die miserably every day
for lack
of what is found there.

My surface is myself.
Under which
to witness, youth is
buried. Roots?
Everybody has roots.

Writing is not a searching about in the daily experience for apt similes and pretty thoughts and images… It is not a conscious recording of the day’s experiences ‘freshly and with the appearance of reality’… The writer of imagination would find himself released from observing things for the purpose of writing them down later. He would be there to enjoy, to taste, to engage the free world, not a world which he carries like a bag of food, always fearful lest he drop something or someone get more than he.