I’m not feelin’ so good. I’m feeling plavoxey. Or, is it crestory? It’s not the orange jelly beans, people, it’s Sunday Morning News programs. They are making me sick and, for once, it’s not the content.
It’s the commercials.
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I’m not feelin’ so good. I’m feeling plavoxey. Or, is it crestory? It’s not the orange jelly beans, people, it’s Sunday Morning News programs. They are making me sick and, for once, it’s not the content.
It’s the commercials.
How … Read the rest
The poet, Paul Celan, was described by his biographer John Felstiner, as a poet who wrote brilliantly about destruction, the Holocaust in Celan’s case. He had used poetry, the biographer said, to create “a language for the unsayable.”
When I was young a friend told me I drove like I owned the world. Today, no one under 85 will get in my car with me. My nephew tells me he’s seen dead people drive faster.
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