Illuminations
This page is dedicated to poetry and other miscellaneous posts.
Into my heart an air that kills
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Into my heart an air that kills From yon far country blows: What are those blue remembered hills, What spires, what farms are those? That is the land of lost content, I see it shining plain, The happy highways where I went And cannot come again. A.E. Housman - A Shropshire Lad XL.
The Letters of Ezra Pound and E. E. Cummings
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The letter is dead. Email killed the epistler. And yet, for a thousand years, and a thousand years more, the letter was the pre-eminent form of literature. We all know what a letter does; but what is it? What purpose does it serve? What can we take from letter collections? A letter is a lattice of cross-purposes. The sender and receiver engaged in the a…