He grew up in a milieu of poets. John Berryman, another drunk, was a friend of his father's when they taught at the University of Minnesota. "That didn't help much with the alcoholism," Mr. Wright said. Theodore Roethke, a manic-depressive, jiggling his big belly, recited his children's poems to young Franz: "There Once was a cow with a Double Udder/When I think of it now, I just have to Shudder!"And they're not?
Mr. Wright observed, "I thought that all adults were insane drunks and chain smokers."
SAYING WITHOUT SAYING
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Another hokku from a reader in Japan: (Winter) All night longAgainst the
shutters —The western wind. Notice that there is no “I” in this. That
enables the ...
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