UNION ~

Clinton or Trump

I mean, could it be

possibly worse?

No. 

We get two

baby boomers

from our generation

where one was a

prig in prep-school

& the other a

geek in big glasses 

who supported Nixon

and still loves Kissinger. 

Where are the real ones?

The versatile

sparky 

well versed 

champs? 

They killed them.

(look it up)

SUMMERTIME (WALLACE STEVENS) ~

The House Was Quiet and
the World Was Calm



The house was quiet and the world was calm.

The reader became the book; and summer night



Was like the conscious being of the book.

The house was quiet and the world was calm.



The words were spoken as if there was no book,

Except that the reader leaned above the page,



Wanted to lean, wanted much most to be

The scholar to whom his book is true, to whom



The summer night is like a perfection of thought

The house was quiet because it had to be.



The quiet was part of the meaning, part of the mind:

The access of perfection to the page.



And the world was calm. The truth in a calm world,

In which there is no other meaning, itself



Is calm, itself is summer and night, itself

Is the reader leaning late and reading there.


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W A L L A C E     S T E V E N S
The Palm at the End of the Mind
Knopf