“Why does everyone look so unhappy!” Bursting with heroin, a New York lady Makes her presence known, boarding the subway. “People, tomorrow is Valentine’s Day!” Stumbling with sacks into a nearby seat, She mumbles about how she’ll live on… Read More ›
Just like that The holidays were over, tourists gone And the café’s lone writer Who had been taking up valuable space Was again an old friend And for his generous tips insufficient Was now warmly thanked, Even blessed. 2… Read More ›
New York postal clerk, don’t you know, That if my package open shows, You’ll make me tape it, aside— On some other counter, begrimed. And if I arrive package sealed, You’ll demand the tape be peeled— Expose the evils my… Read More ›
{Click for pdf} It is often, if not always the case that an intellectual, if he is honest and dogged enough, will be able to discover the not necessarily warm and fuzzy personal experiences and feelings underlying his theories… Read More ›
Dear all, beloved readers, It has seemed to me that this is a day, a week, to take off from blog-posting. I will have more on 13 November, and beyond. For those who would not have this day be completely… Read More ›
