"The Man Who Loved Cat Scratch Fever"
car keeps dying off
did i warm it up enough?
pewter sky
looking out for a gas station
drizzle becomes furious
as i'm standing there
hope this does the trick
diwskovarn
a road called Stonehenge
"I think of him [Randall Jarrell] as a fencer who has defeated and scarred all his opponents so that the sport has come to be almost abandoned, and Randall stands leaning on his foil, one shoulder a little lower than the other, unchallenged, invulnerable, deadly, salt marsh and deserted tennis court stretching below him." --Lowell, ibid
Nancarrow thread on Metafilter with, as always, some curious links.
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