image via Mary Corse.
Deactivated my Facebook for a bit (forever?).
Also, rekindling my love of Raymond Carver, bumped into this poem like an old friend:
Romanticism
The nights are very unclear here.
But if the moon is full, we know it.
We feel one thing one minute,
something else the next.
What else is (my) life, if not this?
No Help for That | Jackie Clark 
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