Dick Davis was my first true friend in poetry— the very first person I sought out when I decided to make my way in the world of verse. He is not only, without hyperbole, the Dryden of Persian translation and one of the best living poets, but an angelically sweet man, and it is one of the great honors of my life to know him. I hope you enjoy this interview, which I conducted with him tête-à-tête in his living room in Ohio (where we have also watched many hours of opera together). My great thanks to Steve Knepper for publishing this enlightening conversation, which is also a relic of our camaraderie.