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November 19, 2024

Right now I’ve just turned 90 so technically I can write on whatever I want. And I don’t at the moment want to go on analyzing the particulars of contemporary poetry.

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Thought:

“Patience! coy singers of the Delphic wood,
The brightest sun tempts forth the viper brood;
And, of all insects buds and blooms enclose,
The one that stinks the most infests the rose.”

Walter Savage Landor | “To Poets”

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