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Across the Universe

Across the Universe

  Blue Shift   It’s not just that stars Are yellow photographs Left for Kafka to enfable It’s not just that stars Cover histories and make Puppets for Rilke They really do light our nights Like flash bulbs in Arabia A Mosque open skyward A mirage of water To die for Wicked games above us These stars fall on Rimbaud And replace his guns His Abyssinnia With teenaged boats And lapping Cresting waves Like night cafés In Arles for Vincent…

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The Absence of a Writing Table and Other Bogus Complaints

The Absence of a Writing Table and Other Bogus Complaints

 No, this post won’t be about old Vsevolod. He’s already had more than enough great press lately, I imagine. Just thought his visage captured a certain weariness, bafflement and astonishment at the task of reading and writing, and that this was apropos of other things. The artist Repin was apparently good at that, too–good at painting moments like this, having tackled Tolstoy as well as the composer Rimsky-Korsakov in other portraits. And, of course, old Vsevolod looks like a 19th…

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