"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
Lilith times three
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Lilith and I ran into S and J on our way out of the cemetery; we went over
to say hello. Soon enough, S says: "haven't seen much of Joe lately." "He
was ...
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