Sunday, July 3, 2011

Various Lunatics

Reading Kit Smart. For whatever reason. Talking about his cat:

For he is tenacious of his point.
For he is a mixture of gravity and waggery.


I love this guy, though he is clearly over the edge, because it opens a discussion about where the edge is, exactly, and what that means. Puts loving a fox in a certain perspective, a president. Adumbration. You were always there. A country western song. My ex-wife and a dead horse, a late train, and a whistle blowing. Nothing really makes any sense, and reading Beckett doesn't help. Absence everywhere, a strained voice from the compost pile. Not unlike reading Sidney Lanier. For what it's worth.

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