How Longdo Blackberryfruit Live

BASIN Cheever and I, red. Cherry Moon

I just finished the Journals of John Cheever. The brilliance of his prose joined the sound of his bowels.

A page of good prose is one where you can hear the rain, says, and certainly are five hundred pages Journals good prose where you can hear everything, even the shortest cry of his heart.

Confirmed: a man not easily pursue is left by himself, or life as long it is.

Another thing:

Cosmopoética In a program, I discover a new poet: Fabián Casas. Seeking something of yours. It seems rather informal but very expressive. A sample:

Without keys in the dark

was one of those days when everything goes well.
had cleaned the house and
written two or three poems that I liked.
did not ask for more.

Then I went into the hall to throw trash
and behind me, by a strong current,
the door closed. I was
keyless
feeling dark and the voices of my neighbors
through their doors.
is transitory, I said;
but could well be the death
a dark hallway
a closed door with the key in the trash
hand.

of "Salmon"