Bring in the Gods
Bring in the gods, I say, and he goes out. When he comes back and I know they are with him, I say, Put tables in front of them so they may be seated, and food upon the tables so they may eat. When they have eaten, I ask which of them will question me. Let him hold up his hand, I say. The one on the left raises his hand and I tell him to ask. Where are you now, he says. I stand on top of...
Poetry is in the details, we usually say, but so is cruelty.– Charles Simic
I say I am not a nihilist, with respect, that is, to lively feeling. You see,...– from “Tonio Kröger,” by Thomas Mann