一幅画像束缚住了我们。我们无法走出它,因为它存在于我们的语言中,语言似乎无情地一次次地重复给我们看。
A picture held us captive. And we could not get outside it, for it lay in our language and language seemed to repeat it to us inexorably.
People just don't understand how obsessed I am with winning.
A poet's work is to name the unnameable, to point at frauds, to take sides, start arguments, shape the world, and stop it going to sleep.