I’ve always worked on Maggie’s farm. I’ve always hoped and dreamed there was a way out but Maggie’s farm has grown from one end of the universe to the other . Maggie’s farm has flattened the earth. You can’t walk out of it. There is no edge or beyond.
“I try so hard to be just [...]
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Sally’s book wouldn’t be difficult to find, I thought, as I unpacked boxes of The Early English Text Society and The Early Scottish Text Society volumes. There were complete runs of each. They had a good clean smell. No mold or mildew. The leather bindings were still supple and the repaired bindings were beautifully [...]
Here’s a good poem for a bleak day, by Yeats, at the end of his life. Some poets you admire and some you love. Milton and Wordsworth I admire. Coleridge and Yeats I love.
A Stick of Incense
Whence did all that fury come,
From empty tomb or Virgin womb?
St Joseph thought the world would melt
But liked the way [...]
Recently I read a diatribe written by screenwriter Josh Olson, “I will Not Read Your Fucking Script” http://blogs.villagevoice.com/runninscared/archives/2009/09/i_will_not_read.php. There are over 800 comments. First of all, the piece is a distasteful screed, entertaining, yes. And I felt, after a while, a degree of sympathy, though that sympathy is qualified to the point of non-existence. First [...]
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