Thursday, June 30, 2011
The law, sir, is like a net. Little fish slip through it.
Great fish crash through it. And all the rest are hopelessly
entangled in it.
It is the end of another financial year and what a creative year is has been Making a film about Certainty in life ; A year in Review and Ahead
David Slavitt’s “Youth, Age, Life, and Art” (Rounding the Horn, 1978):
Innocent, young, I wove syntactical nets
to snare moments of joy, but when one gets
older, the trick is reversed, and, late at night,
to fend the beasts off—fear, rage, and despair—
that prowl the dark or hover in the air,
I sit in my circle of lamplight and I [blog].