the catechism
sounds like an e e cummings version of armageddon. do you seriously like it?
Seriously. De gustibus, etc.
How warm the morning, how good the coffee. How cheery the whine of the circular saw from the building they're putting up across the street.
What shall you do?
Write about Wallace Stevens!
But the day is so bright, the BART station is so close, the bus is closer. All could be yours.
Write about Wallace Stevens!
Not going to keep mixing your album?
I'm a good grad student!
Not going to San Francisco to take pictures of ships?
Stop it.
Not going to download German newspapers, or start reading Proust, or drink beer and play chess against the computer?
Devil!
