When I introduced Hill at the 92d Street Y some years ago, he struck me at first s a peculiar combination of the the dour and the droll. But we hit it off after his reading when I told him that we had something in common. He looked up and said, "What's that?" I told him we were both the sons of policemen. His eyes fairly sparkled when he looked at me and said, "Really?"
Finally, after we had talked about it for a bit, he looked at me with a real twinkle in his eye and said, "It really is a brotherhood, isn't it?"
"Poems should be beautiful: ONE of the greatest living poets on never beginning a poem knowing how it will end, and the influence of politics":
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