09-14-2014, 02:34 PM
That lightness of being, that profound god of short riddles and en-em-an-other-dashes, Emily Dickinson
harbored a transcendent love of 4-3 4-3...
and as our lovely ms. emile* sez:
"how fucking hard is it to know
long
lines
are
fast
and
short
ones
slow?"
and another of hers:
"how fucking hard is it to know
that even goes and goes and goes
until it gets to odd?"
*a past denizen of zc mailing list
a brightly colored fungus that grows in bark inclusions