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“Freedom’s just another word for Je est un autre.”
Touché. And given the present thread, Rimbaud may have arrived rather more punctually than either of us had any right…
Correction to my post: it should have read “when I went to her home last summer”.
I first met Gabriele Taylor when I was a graduate student in philosophy at St. Anne’s, studying for the B.Phil.…
Dear Roger of Invisible America, Your remarks towards the end of this comment about Nat Goldhaber (I’ve got a friend…
A remembered Dreyfus remark on the Maharishi: I recall hearing Dreyfus say in a recorded lecture, perhaps twenty-five years ago,…
I just published in the new PPA and can say it was one of the most difficult, rigorous R&R’s of…
My Age While I Read Rimbaud
I notice I am seventy-five
Today this evening I am reminded of this
Even while thinking I am twenty
Twenty and in love verging on passion
Why now do I remember
Why now remember which
Who I am now
Who I was then
I am twenty
And I remember
When I was seventy-five
6/16/08
Copyright 2008 by Maurice Leiter
Posted with permission.
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