Music:promises are sweet / we hold out our pans, lift our hands to catch them
coming full circle
i'm sure i've said, but i am overjoyed that merrill devotes nearly an entire subsection of his poem to quotations, and apropos of yesterday, i think our ideas of reference are compatible. he says:
Jung says--or if he doesn't, all but does-- That God and the Unconscious are one. Hm.
my left arm went numb while reading divine comedies in the bath and it may be a false memory but i think that happened before while reading the same. a pinched nerve i expect.
the couplet of couplets:
(However seldom in my line to feel, I most love those for whom the world is real.)
