reviews / Monroe
“Most of the important things never get communicated in words anyway.” Robert Wilson.
There seems to have been something fragile or defective in my makeup that has not lent me to enduring love. I look back with grief and embarrassment over much of the recent past; there is the sense of failure. Of course, it wasn’t all black. Perhaps whatever I have gained from it and whatever good I did will become more apparent [in] time.
My writing period: such a flap to connect with so little. It was hyper-earnest play, if such a juxtaposition makes any sense. It has become difficult to say anything on paper that doesn’t sound mannered and false.
Wisdom entails an adjusting downward of one’s expectations. But having lived so much in my head I’m forced to be skeptical about any “adjustments” (increments […]
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