[lit-ideas] Sunday Twofer
- From: David Ritchie <profdritchie@xxxxxxxxx>
- To: lit-ideas@xxxxxxxxxxxxx
- Date: Sun, 20 Jan 2013 12:10:49 -0800
Writing a play, I note this week the relationship between Thackeray's collected
works and my neck. Typing from, if not dawn to dusk, at least noon till sleep,
I have come to understand that the exact height of my computer screen governs
where the pendulum finishes; on the one hand the relaxation which suffuses a
body with a pleasant sense of progress, on the other a screaming need for yoga.
Between a well adjusted spine and a buggered neck, Thackeray's work piles up
under; he is the giant upon whose lying my shoulders' stiffness stands.
A small cut leaves no scar
quiet falls, like snow
the girls are gone from home
David Ritchie,
Portland,
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