The Poet at the Breakfast-Table

The idea of a man's "interviewing" himself is rather odd, to be sure. But then that is what we are all of us doing every day. I talk half the time to find out my own thoughts, as a school-boy turns his pockets inside out to see what is in them. One brings to light all sorts of personal property he had forgotten in his inventory. -You don't know what your thoughts are going to be beforehand? said the "Member of the Haouse," as he calls himself.