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- IN A STATION OF THE METRO
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- The apparition of these faces in the crowd;
- Petals on a wet, black bough.
- -Ezra Pound
This is one of those poems that a serious scholar can write a book on. Someone probably has. One of my English profs in college spent 2 hours discussing this text in class. And you know what? It was fascinating.
It’s poems like this that English profs use to justify their existence.
I have forgotten the reason for my existence as of late, but I’m sure I’ll find it again. Maybe re-reading Winnie-the-Pooh would help.
Speaking of justifying one’s existence, did you know that I once went to a thesis defense about the use of the word “and” in the Dead Sea Scrolls?
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definitely reread W the P – the Moomin tales (Tove Jansson) were a recent gift to us along with some coffee cups. Also delightful
You may also be interested in my recent paper _Teleology, Existentialism and Vegetable Twine: Authorial Intent in Hebron’s Titular Typo_
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“Hebron’s Titular Typo”? Yes… I am interested!
perhaps my hint was a little too oblique :)
friendly proofreading hint #2:
Margaret, together, you and I, we can put the ‘us’ in *just* about whatever we want.
Okay, you got me! I’ll have to pay you back sometime. :)