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Dana Gioia's avatar

Archie Ammons was not your typical poet. He spent years as a chemical-glass salesman before he got a teaching job. He was a down to earth Southerner.

I was at a literary festival many years ago where he was the other poet. I did my best to avoid him because I felt we had litttle in common. But one morning I went into a tiny dive for breakfast. There he was sitting in a booth alone. He waved to me so I joined him.

We had a great conversation. He was warm and friendly—not the impression I had from his often austere and impersonal poetry. We talked about the stock market for an hour.

Bonnie Cook's avatar

I think we need to cut him some slack regarding travel. Anyone who spent time in WWII shouldn’t be expected to do any more traveling. My father would never get on a plane again after the war. He had good reason.

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