All Has Not Been Said And Never

Light Black. From Pole To Pole.

The Sun Shone, Having No Alternative, On The Nothing New.

That Double-headed Monster Of Damnation And Salvation--time.

We Should Have Thought Of It When The World Was Young, In The Nineties.

Success And Failure On The Public Level Never Mattered Much To Me, In Fact I Feel More At Home With The Latter, Having Breathed Deep Of Its Vivifying Air All My Writing Life Up To The Last Couple Of Years.