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I remember when I was a young academic and I thought it would be good to talk about William Carlos Williams at the MLA at some point, but ev...

Monday, March 27, 2017

Dream Poem

In my dream my colleague had given me a book of his poems, as part of a promotion process.  I opened the book and the first poem said:

Papá, what you vant for breakfast?

I vant you, Vully!

Papá, I'm twenty!

The next poems were visual poetry, with wood-like shapes.

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