Posts Tagged "Keats"

My Wobbly Bicycle, 49

Posted by on Nov 13, 2013 in Archive | 12 comments

My Wobbly Bicycle, 49

I am supremely glad to have Keats’ letters. Hemingway’s. Even T. S. Eliot’s. Soon there’ll be no letters from writers to illuminate their work, their thoughts about it and about other writers, and their lives. Saul Bellow’s letters were published a couple of years ago, William Styron’s last year. Maybe the dying gasps.   I was reading a book review by Mason Currey in the NY Times. He’s more concerned with what the dearth of letter-writing is doing, not to its faithful followers and researchers, but to creative writing itself. He says “Letters were not only a way to stay in...

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My Wobbly Bicycle, 3

Posted by on Dec 19, 2012 in Archive | 25 comments

My Wobbly Bicycle, 3

What a difference one phone call makes! My CAT scan is normal. No additional tumors that the surgery missed. Still chemo ahead of me. But. I’ve been anxious. And gloomy. With each previous test, I’d been a bit nonchalant, since I felt fine. I’ve always been so healthy, yet each time the results have been worse than I imagined. Keats’ sonnet has played in my head: “When I have fears that I may cease to be/ before my pen has gleaned my teeming brain. . . .” I especially know his mood at the end of the poem: “then on the shore / Of the wide world I stand alone, and think, / Till...

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