Sunday, August 05, 2007

aw shucks, Tom

Tom Beckett has done me the honor — no, not the next dance nor my proposal for his hand in marriage, but of naming me one of his chosen "thinking bloggers". I find it slightly ironic, because these days I tend to consider myself intuitive rather than thoughtful, but, coming from Tom, I will happily put on my thinking cap — peak backwards as is de rigeur — & strut the runway, even though, as cummings wrote,
since feeling is first
who pays any attention
to the syntax of things
will never wholly kiss you;

wholly to be a fool
while Spring is in the world

my blood approves,
and kisses are a far better fate
than wisdom
lady i swear by all flowers.
& though, as if they were some genetically-inherited wasting disease, I usually let such things die with me rather than pass them on, in this case I will make an exception & call Ernesto Priego up on stage to accept my nomination of him as one of the great philosophers in the making.

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