“Not love, some other empire:
the early attentions and the late attenuations.
But I wanted a lover, not—my abettor—
a better. The awfully big hows of your little
And part of his “manifesto” for Anticism:
“Anticism plays on playfulness (full synapse), the stuff on which dreams are smear’d, on which puns are spun. Its hand is heavy, its soul is light…”
I like the way he plays with language — it’s clever without becoming brainier than thou. Definitely check out the links above to view more of his work.
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