THE POET BY DAY

Daily Archives: November 8, 2017

i’ll have none of that, you see . . . none of the exclusivity of clubs with their business of foundations, divisions and the self-satisfied whole-hearted embrace of conceits, moth-eaten and self-righteous, the mythopoeic and parabolic spelled by men into stone and dogma, the collision of sacred language with parochialism and that left-over tribalism exploding into disdain and violence . . . how is it that vision ends and lunacy begins? lead me… Read More