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"Where literature is concerned, I will not cooperate at all": A mind resolutely turned From the social crusades of fall. Seventy-eight years later I agree with the "dilettante"; Twenty-five years cater To reclusion in a shanty, "Writing frightening verse To a straight-toothed dude In New York." Curse My reckless solitude!
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Oct 2, 2014
Oct 2, 2014 at 2:59 PM UTC
Birthday Poem, Beginning with a Phrase of Yvor Winters' from a Letter Written to Kenneth Rexroth and Almost Ending with an Altered Lyric of Steven Morrissey's
"Where literature is concerned, I will not cooperate at all": A mind resolutely turned From the social crusades of fall. Seventy-eight years later I agree with the "dilettante"; Twenty-five years cater To reclusion in a shanty, "Writing frightening verse To a straight-toothed dude In New York." Curse My reckless solitude!
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Oct 2, 2014
Oct 2, 2014 at 2:59 PM UTC
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