One doesn’t discover new lands without consenting to lose sight of the shore for a very long time.
– Andre Gide (found written in a personal notebook from 2002, when I was in Nepal)
Rathole
NYC
It may be a rathole,
But it’s the biggest rathole
It’s the best rathole
And damn if that ain’t something!
Something I wrote probably in 1993 or so, found written in the margins of a photocopy of a page of How Does a Poem Mean?