Poets should be paid. Mark, you might be able to walk to the clams on your beach, but I need money for gas and ammo and dog food to eek out my substistence life. Approximately one fourth of my work appears on line, but not a dime I have seen from Stevens, Landrum, Benedict, all editors I enjoy working with. Peace to Robert Giroux, whose death I mourn, but I shall gladly wrap the few fish I can afford in contributor copies of Poetry or Chronicles or First Things.
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