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"Writers, who must be read in order to survive, have generally responded to this cultural schism—recently schematized by Anna Kornbluh as the rift between form and immediacy—by either embracing a first-person approach, which values authenticity, reliability, and mundanity (you can’t read, but neither can I), or by embracing craft (I can read better than you)."

"Shadows in the yard,
Quink-blue and gradually
shifting, like those eels we used to see
above the weir, thick
whipcords of lust
and instinct, surging
headlong through the mystery of grass."

--John Burnside - 'Aubade (In Memoriam J.P.)' via @timesflow

One of the most intense heatwaves in African temperature history.

nothing at all new
nothing at all learned
a fly in my chardonnay
nothing at all new
no need to deny
what can't be said aloud
nothing at all new
nothing at all learned

The Mud that Lingers.