My first book was a book of poems, and it is my favorite, among the books that I have written, although in it are a couple poems that I now don’t think are very good, and that I wouldn’t have included were the book to be published today, though I cannot bring myself to say that I wish I’d never written them, for that seems harsh, and puts me at odds with my younger self, who might’ve needed to write the not good poems in order to write the better poems, assuming that the better poems came afterward, which surely some of them did, though probably not all.