"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 (an ongoing sequence)
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*from *Startles
The curb says, do not park here. It says, storm drain below, says palm tree
above, says graveyard, says take my picture. And I do: narro...
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