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Saturday, January 19, 2008

Companionship With the Sun

Read more of the scholarly work on gambling but tonight it seemed like a pain in the ass, notwithstanding its elegance and penetration.

An untitled poem by David Ignatow:

I have lived to find out
the sun also will die,
I will die first
and in time
I will have a companion.

Shadowing the Ground (Hanover [NH]: Univ. Press of New England, 1991), p. 66.

1 comment:

Gail Rae said...

Lovely! Thank you!