I am not interested in most poems. At one time I disliked poetry to the full extent of my ability, but as I grew up I became aware that to many people, poetry was all right. On careful consideration of this awakening, I decided that there were undoubtedly merits to poetry, but that you had to be in the mood to really get anything out of them. This mood to me seemed to signify a pale thin fellow skipping with gaily outstretched arms and fingers, romping through sunny fields of buttercups chasing gorgeous butterflies, then, tiring of this strenuous exercise, sitting under a tree to contemplate the wonders of poetry. This, I decided, was no substitute for baseball. So I let poems alone.
"My Attitude Toward Poems,"
Manuscripts: Vol. 9
, Article 13.
Available at: http://digitalcommons.butler.edu/manuscripts/vol9/iss4/13