a found poem
Discovered this scrawled by Anonymous at the beginning of a library book, The Well Wrought Urn by Cleanth Brooks:
coming home to an
empty house is
like coming home to
your own death.
posted by Jonathan Ball at 11:20 AM
Saturday, February 24, 2007
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2 Comments:
Spoken true. I lost my mother last week and now home is dreary.
2:05 AM
FOUND ART
I work at a library in a Catholic school for girls. Today I found an elementary level drawing of a wanker on a bookmark in the book "Transforming Feminism."
Awesome, eh?
9:28 PM
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