Saturday, February 20, 2010

"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

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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