
First line has to make your brain race that's how Homer does it,
that's how Frank O'Hara does it, why
at such a pace
Muses
slam through the house -- there goes one (fainting) up the rungs
of your strainge BULLFIGHT, buttered
almost in a nearness
to skyblue
Thy pang -- Pollock yourself!
Just to hang on to life is why
-Anne Carson
Sunday, January 11, 2009
Gnosticism III
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That one is actually down at the Nat'l museum -
Autumn Rhythm (Number 30), my favorite! (and probably everyone else's)
Bret... you sure? It's definitely in the permanent collection at the Met. I guess it could be on loan...
also... i really like this poem at first blush.
It's Autumn Rhythm. Bret, you might have seen it on loan elsewhere...
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