Wednesday, December 23, 2015

[A friend just plugged Bronk....]

Here's the referenced Bronk poem:

William Bronk 
The way Swann, his whole life, loved
Odette and she not even his type, is the way
contrarily, we, each of us, love,
in spite of our natural inclinations, our lives.
We trust the tact of others because we know
they know and won't speak of it. Things
are far more complicated than we say they are.

Also too, Adrian Belew is 66 today:

1 comment:

  1. A friend just plugged Bronk
    on twitter, a poem about Swann
    and Odette; I think, let me try
    Bronk for the 7th time, Proust the Xth.
    My kitten can focus longer
    on a ceiling sun off my watchface
    than I can focus on Bronk and Proust.