Serenade.
When a man comes to your campus and reads a story about cowboy piles, well, boy howdy, you sit there and listen to it.
posted by Dr. S at 11:20 PM
Thursday, February 05, 2009
When a man comes to your campus and reads a story about cowboy piles, well, boy howdy, you sit there and listen to it.
About Me
- Name: Dr. S
- Location: Gambier, Ohio, United States
Annie Dillard could have been writing about me when she said (of herself), "I like the slants of light; I'm a collector." Or Willem de Kooning: "I'm like a slipping glimpser." And don't forget Brenda Ueland: "I learned that you should feel when writing, not like Lord Byron on a mountain top, but like a child stringing beads in kindergarten--happy, absorbed and quietly putting one bead on after another." But the Beastie Boys might have said it best: "When it comes to panache, I can't be beat." There's a reason I wear a ring that says Badass.
Back
- Deliberation.
- The coming noise.
- What's cooler than being cool?
- The very look of quiet.
- A pause for breath.
- Yet more falling.
- Encased.
- Covered.
- Patter and hiss.
- Off.
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