Thursday, January 10, 2008

From Alice Notley's In the Pines:

"He's lying there leaking songs. Which man? Which bed? Which cooling board?" (51)

"As they are taking down the tent, as if there were no more poetry. See the ghosts of it; woman chanting, blind man sings. Like no one. This land, condemned, endures. I could never be ashamed of my life." (57)

& then there is Paul Rudd in all his glory (referencing poetry) with a side of Showalter:

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