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Tuesday, February 7, 2017

February Notes


Scolds hate beauty.

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"A Buddha by Billy Strayhorn" (Coolidge) ??

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My epic poem "Beardscapes"

Grows by small increments.

1 comment:

Jonathan said...

It turns out Strayhorn's nickname (one of them) was "Buddha" because of his equanimity.