“I still haven’t read Augustine. I don’t understand Chomsky that well./Should I?/My friend at last comes back. Maybe the right words were there all along./Complicity. Wonder./How pure we were then, before Rimbaud, before Blake. Grace. Love./Take care of us. Please.”
—C. K. Williams, “The Gas Station”
Williams’s In Time: Poets, Poems, and the Rest (new this week)
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