Saturday, November 15, 2008

Forgetfulness

I love Billy Collins. So, will you after this, if you don't already. See you after two weeks.



Isn't he incorrigibly funny? I read a poem he wrote on Emily Dickinson, a very long time ago. It was about the complexity of women's clothing in 19th century America. Then there was one about the travails of turning ten, that also had a Shelley reference. One of the most buoyant poets, ever.

Must get back to relativity now.

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