Charlie Parker?always filled me with a kind of despair, because he played the way I would have liked to write, and this wasn't possible for me or anyone else. He made poetry seem word-bound.
1966 The Perfect Stranger, ch.5.
Try notto despise yourselftoomuchit's onlya conceit.P(atrick) J(oseph Gregory) Kavanagh
But years ago he had decided never to be afraid of the deafeningly obvious, it is always news to somebody.P(atrick) J(oseph Gregory) Kavanagh
Mary lived by wondering what lay round the corner. I lived by knowing there was no corner.P(atrick) J(oseph Gregory) Kavanagh