For Some, Bottles Of Liquor Gleam Like

Literary Criticism Now Is All Pranks And Polemics.

A Sense Of Absurdity Interferes With My Efforts To Appear Venerable.

Fear Regulates. Appetite Impels.

Acknowledge Your Limitations Or They Will Tyrannize Over You.

I Seldom Remember My Father, But I Sneeze And Rub My Nose The Way He Did. I Also Love My Son With Grief And Anger, As He Did.