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26 July 2006

Crap & Swill

The opening of a C.K. Williams poem I read today seemed apt. The poem is called "Doves." It opens thusly:


So much crap in my head,
so many rubbishy facts,
so many half-baked
theories and opinions,
so many public figures
I care nothing about
but who stick like pitch;
so much political swill.

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