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Canary, Weathervane, Cassandra, Fool
Tuesday, August 4, 2026
The Color of Stepped on Gum Is the Color of Our Times
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I contemplated not honoring all four birthdays of the Great Run of BLCKDGRD Holy Days that I have every year (minus a forgetful oops or two)...
Saturday, August 1, 2026
When charmed by the beauty of that viper, did it never occur to you to change personalities with him? to feel what it was to be a snake? to glide unsuspected in grass? to sting, to kill at a touch; your whole beautiful body one iridescent scabbard of death?, or: Born 207 Years Ago
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Born 207 years ago today. From Moby Dick : Is it that by its indefiniteness it shadows forth the heartless voids and immensities of...
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Thursday, July 30, 2026
The Light Began To Bleed Began To Breathe Began To Speak, or: 68 Today
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Side 2, "The Ninth Wave", of *Hounds of Love,* my most listened-to side of music when albums had sides ever, gives me chills to th...
It was always my intention, and my conceit, to use up, in the town's construction, every toy I possessed: my electronic train, of course, the Lincoln Logs, old kindergarten blocks—their deeply incised letters always a problem—the Erector set, every lead soldier that would stand (broken ones were sent to the hospital), my impressive array of cars, motorcycles, tanks, and trucks—some with trailers, some transporting gas, some tows, some dumps—and my squadrons of planes, my fleet of ships, my big and little guns, an undersized group of parachute people (looking as if one should always imagine them high in the sky, hanging from threads), my silversided submarines, along with assorted RR signs, poles bearing flags, prefab houses with faces pasted in their windows, small boxes of a dozen variously useful kinds, strips of blue cloth for streams and rivers, and glass jars for town water towers, or, in a pinch, jails, or: Born 102 Years Ago Today
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William Gass born 102 years ago today This is the traditional William Gass birthday post: from The Tunnel : The other large carton ...
Tuesday, July 28, 2026
It Remains for Us to Come to Terms With Our Commonality and In So Doing Deprive Time of Further Hostages
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HOTEL LAUTREAMONT John Ashbery 1. Research has shown that ballads were produced by all of society working as a team. They didn’t j...
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