“I can never read all the books I want; I can never be all the people I want and live all the lives I want. I can never train myself in all the skills I want. And why do I want? I want to live and feel all the shades, tones and variations of mental and physical experience possible in life. And I am horribly limited.” --Sylvia Plath
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
Poems on Paint, #1
As promised in yesterday's post, here is the first poem of eight, "Antics" by Cid Corman:
click photo to enlarge from Poetry East, Chicago: DePaul University, 1997
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