(1909–1987)
Austrian-born U.S. poet and rare books librarian
Felix Pollak
I write the way I shave, going over and over the same territory, cutting, scraping, smoothing—and forever finding rough spots right under my nose.
“Aphorisms by Felix Pollak” (Appendix D), in Arrows of Longing (Athens: Ohio University Press, 1998), 227.
“I’d love to become an introvert,” said the extrovert, “if I could only be sure that people will learn of my conversion.”
“Aphorisms by Felix Pollak” (Appendix D), in Arrows of Longing (Athens: Ohio University Press, 1998), 227.