Showing posts with label spur. Show all posts
Showing posts with label spur. Show all posts
6.12.2018
in the thick of things
Often in the presence of other art, or one might say under the pressure of other art, poetry arises.
1.18.2018
12.08.2016
pang or spur
Reading for me has the unfortunate side effect of causing a pang of ignorance whenever I encounter a name, a place or an event I’m unfamiliar with. Rather than a pang, perhaps I should think of it as a spur, urging me on.
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