What inspires you?

One of the most popular living poets in the United States, Billy Collins was born in New York City in 1941. Collins is the author of nine books of poetry, including She Was Just Seventeen (2006), The Trouble with Poetry and Other Poems (2005), Nine Horses (2002), and Sailing Alone Around the Room: New and Selected Poems (2001). His work appears regularly in such periodicals as Poetry, The New Yorker, The Paris Review, and Harper's Magazine, and has been featured in various textbooks and anthologies, including those for the Pushcart Prize and the annual Best American Poetry series. Between 2001 and 2004, Collins served two terms at the 11th Poet Laureate of the United States. In his home state, Collins has been recognized as a Literary Lion of the New York Public Library (1992) and selected as the New York State Poet for 2004. Other honors include fellowships from the New York Foundation for the Arts, the National Endowment for the Arts, and the Guggenheim Foundation, and the first annual Mark Twain Prize for Humor in Poetry. He is currently a Distinguished Professor of English at Lehman College in the Bronx, where has taught for over thirty years. Ideas recorded at the 2007 Aspen Ideas Festival on: 7/4/07
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Question: What inspires you?

Billy Collins: Well it sounds very circular, but what inspires my poetry is other poetry.  No one’s smart enough to go into a room and just invent literature or poetry.  The reason you write poetry is that you’ve heard poetry.  The reason you play the saxophone is that you’ve heard the saxophone.  And that’s what produces my poetry – the poetry of the past and the poetry of the present I read today.  There’s really no external . . .  I mean there’s a kind of egotism that’s involved.  It’s clearly the most egotistical kind of writing imaginable where the “I” – the capital “I” – is completely fore grounded.  This starts around the time of Wordsworth where he said, “I wandered lonely as a cloud.” 

I mean it’s quite presumptuous to think anyone would be interested in the fact that you wandered and that it was like a cloud . . . that your wandering was cloud-like.  So there’s that.  The ego likes to get on the branch and sing.  You know, it likes to get up there and show its feathers and sing.  And there’s that kind of demonstration of the self.  But basically the other . . . the main writing inspiration is just other . . . other poetry, other poems.


July 4, 2007