Didn't people die every day that you did whatever it was that you did before the day that you died? All while the uncomfortable truth emerged and whispered that you made no good goddamn difference, while the others stress to burnish into new time the lie that says that even that has got to stand good for something, even if, in truth, it was good for absolutely nothing.
Sunday, April 21, 2024
Elinor Wylie - The Eagle and the Mole (Excerpts), Kubla Khan - Xanadu (Excerpts), . . .
In Xanadu did Kubla Khan where Alph the sacred river ran, in caverns measureless to man with roots of sweet and mana dew, live like the velvet mole, burrow underground with roots of trees and stones with rivers at their source and disembodied bones.