Monday, December 26, 2011

Suddenly it's

Dec. 26 and cold every day and night for many days now. Reading P. Pullman trilogy for the 3rd time, and not sure why, except that it's good and unable to get into anything else short of David Copperfield. Another job, too much gospel, coffee and chocolate ambivalence, usual conflation of desire and confusion, A. visiting from Alaska, too much like lip synching Wallace Stevens (which is coffee and chocolate ambivalence), and Schein, the Banchetto suites.

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