His talk was like
a curtain of easy rain
between me and the trees,
the light and the shadows on the road.
— Alice Munro, "Lying Under the Apple Tree"
(memoir essay from The New Yorker, 2002)
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April 19, 2011
August 16, 2010
Shot
He fell to the floor,
the world sucking him down
into an infinite cushioned maw
from which no escape
was possible.
Until there was only
endless silence
and eternal light.
— Burt Hirschfeld, "The Ewings of Dallas"
the world sucking him down
into an infinite cushioned maw
from which no escape
was possible.
Until there was only
endless silence
and eternal light.
— Burt Hirschfeld, "The Ewings of Dallas"
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