“He could make a poem out of anything,” Tengku Alias said of Williams.
And this he tried to emulate.
To “make a poem out of anything” the poetic life had to be one of loops ~ directionless and discursive.
“I never follow the straight path,” he would often say. “My path is crooked.”
p/s. obituary of T. Alias Taib
p/s. obituary of T. Alias Taib
