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“Shut up the world at large, let Bedlam out; And you will be perhaps surprised to find All things pursue exactly the same route, As now with those of soi-disant sound mind. This I could prove beyond a single doubt, … Continue reading
The Wrong End Of The Rainbow: Charles Wright It must have been Ischia, Forio d’Ischia. Or Rome. The Pensione Margutta. Or Naples Somewhere, on some dark side street in 1959 With What’s-Her-Name, dear golden-haired What’s-Her-Name. Or Yes-Of-Course In Florence, in … Continue reading
APRIL is the cruellest month, breeding Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing Memory and desire, stirring Dull roots with spring rain. Winter kept us warm, covering 5 Earth in forgetful snow, feeding A little life with dried tubers. Summer … Continue reading
The garden was readier than I might ever be, so I stole three tomatoes, just in case.