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Romantic Dogs, Retro Ditties

The Romantic Dogs

Yesterday, I read Roberto Bolaño’s The Romantic Dogs. I thoroughly enjoyed it, and while I tend to think I have unhealthily narrow tastes in poetry, it seemed to push all the right buttons for me. I think I can easily consider it one of my favourite collections.

And now I have to pick another book.

Unfriendly

There is an unusual sense that the individual subjects that I’m doing this semester aren’t particularly bad, and yet, when taken together, might prove fatal. The weeks go by very slowly, and yet too quickly. It’s a funny feeling. The deadlines are starting to come in, and the work is beginning to take on the countenance of a mountain, but I reckon you could simply say that it comes with the job.

Starman

For no particular reason, here’s David Bowie with Starman.

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