"It is . . . the utterance of clever people in despair, or hovering upon the brink of that precipice. . . . [T]heir lamentation [is] . . . 'In the midst of this desolation, give me at least one intelligence to converse with.'"
- Ezra Pound, on the poetry of Marianne Moore and Mina Loy, 1918
from Startles
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She misses her furniture. Her ex-husband, late father-in-law, childhood
bric-a-brac. Anger’s sturdy as a plank; depression a constantly popping
balloon....
3 days ago
