sometimes nothing is so solid to me as writing
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Robert Lowell to Elizabeth Bishop, 2 July 1948:
Thing are fine with the BYM; it's the feeling raw for one's vintage that made this passage leap out at me a couple nights ago. Anyhow, most of this week's blogging has been taking place over at Vary the Line, where I've been cross-posting my responses to the prompts at Poetic Asides:
April 9 - Missing Characters
April 8 - Practice
April 7 - Dishing the Dirt
April 6 - Without Leave
April 5 - Here We Go 'Round the 440 Loop
And two ekphrastic efforts during a hit of insomnia:
All Things Good in Their Time
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...At last my divorce is over. It's funny at my age to have one's life so much in and on one's hands. All the rawness of learning, what I used to think should be done with by twenty-five. Sometimes nothing is so solid to me as writing -- I suppose that's what's vocation means -- at times a torment, a bad conscience, but all in all, purpose and direction, so I'm thankful, and call it good, as Eliot would say.
Thing are fine with the BYM; it's the feeling raw for one's vintage that made this passage leap out at me a couple nights ago. Anyhow, most of this week's blogging has been taking place over at Vary the Line, where I've been cross-posting my responses to the prompts at Poetic Asides:
April 9 - Missing Characters
April 8 - Practice
April 7 - Dishing the Dirt
April 6 - Without Leave
April 5 - Here We Go 'Round the 440 Loop
And two ekphrastic efforts during a hit of insomnia:
All Things Good in Their Time
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