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’Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
      Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
      And the mome raths outgrabe.

“Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
      The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
      The frumious Bandersnatch!”

He took his vorpal sword in hand;
      Long time the manxome foe he sought—
So rested he by the Tumtum tree
      And stood awhile in thought.

And, as in uffish thought he stood,
      The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
      And burbled as it came!

One, two! One, two! And through and through
      The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
      He went galumphing back.

“And hast thou slain the Jabberwock?
      Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!”
      He chortled in his joy.

’Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
      Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
      And the mome raths outgrabe.

By Lewis Carroll

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All The Girls In NY

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Maxine’s body fought a war
with her clothing.
Her breasts shook 
to upset their carriage,
hips spread 
to unstitch her jeans. 
We watched day after day
the weakening hems, 
praying for the body,
the body, the body…
It was against reason,
but seemed so possible,
a loud tear, a sudden victory, 
her clothes unseamed,
their border overrun.

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Taliesin. (248)
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Willem de Kooning lived as an illegal immigrant for his first thirty years in the United States. (249)
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On one of Reader’s windowsills: framed photographs of his son and daughter, a scuffed baseball, a sunbleached knotted root plucked from the Ebro. (250)
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Poe was expelled from West Point for refusing to obey military orders. Later, James McNeill Whistler would fail there academically. (251)
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Why is it commonly referred to as the Arnolfini Marriage, or even the Arnolfini Betrothal, when she is seven months pregnant? (252)
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Im Westen Nichts Neues. (253)
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Decades afterward, locked indelibly in Reader’s mind the last two pages of Good Morning, Midnight. (254)
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The rape scene from The Fountainhead burned into mine.

Ernest Hemingway was an anti-Semite. (255)
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Ingenious nonsense, Isaac Newton dismissed poetry as. (256)
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Neruda’s Book of Questions

Alexander Pushkin was an anti-Semite. (235)
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The Italian navigator has just landed in the New World. (236)
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Hegel had an illegitimate son. At his wedding, the boy’s mother showed up with a letter promising matrimony. And had to be bought off on the spot. (237)
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Protagonist is completely alone here now. (238)
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Protagonist has come to this place because he had no life back there at all. (239)
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102 Boulevard Haussman. (240)
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Even on the coolest evenings, when she kneels at the grave, the woman is bareheaded. (241)
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Petrarch sometimes wrote letters to long-dead authors. He was also a dedicated hunter of classic manuscripts. Once, after discovering some previously unknown works of Cicero, he 
wrote Cicero the news. (242)
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Ananda. Having been Buddha’s cousin, as well as his favorite pupil. (243)
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The Gulf of Spezia. (244)
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Masaccio died at twenty-seven. So suddenly that poison was not unsuspected, Vasari says. (245)
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The eulogy at Puccini’s funeral was delivered by Benito Mussolini. (246)
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Huffy Henry hid    the day,
unappeasable Henry sulked.
I see his point,—a trying to put things over.
It was the thought that they thought
they could do it made Henry wicked & away.
But he should have come out and talked.

All the world like a woolen lover
once did seem on Henry’s side.
Then came a departure.
Thereafter nothing fell out as it might or ought.
I don’t see how Henry, pried
open for all the world to see, survived.

What he has now to say is a long
wonder the world can bear & be.
Once in a sycamore I was glad
all at the top, and I sang.
Hard on the land wears the strong sea
and empty grows every bed.

By John Berryman

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