Thursday, November 3, 2011


Three poets I can say I love to death: Winnifred Welles, Chairil Anwar and T.S. Eliot.

Winnifred, well, something about her poems appeals to me. Very much so.
Chairil Anwar writes something I'm in love with.
T.S. Eliot? He's too awesome to describe.

Look at The Hollow Men. The Waste Land.
I will show you fear in a handful of dust.
I'll be damned if I don't fall in love with it immediately.

S-t out.

NaNo Status: on the way writing daily word count.

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