FIVE HUNDRED AND THIRTY ONE

John Berryman’s Dream Song 14, via Laura Olin. Life, friends, is boring. We must not say so.   After all, the sky flashes, the great sea yearns,   we ourselves flash and yearn,and moreover my mother told me as a boy   (repeatingly) ‘Ever to confess you’re bored   means you have no Inner Resources.’ I conclude now I have no   inner resources, becauseContinue reading “FIVE HUNDRED AND THIRTY ONE”