This day goes by normal. I spent the afternoon reading essays by Gore Vidal and John Updike. I did not take a nap even though there were moments when I wanted to close my eyes and dream of a better world. It is 4:21 PM it is that time of day I put away my books and paper diary and go into the evening hours. It is a new week and it looks like nothing is going to happen this week to blow me out of the water. We head into the middle of the month this week. It will be soon the first day of Summer 2014.
The other day I went through my library to collect books on Robert Lowell and Delmore Schwartz (both were American poets and writers). Here are the books I gathered to put in one stack-
"Delmore Schwartz: The Life Of An American Poet" by James Atlas
"In Dreams Begin And Other Stories" by Delmore Schwartz
"Poets In Their Youth: A Memoir" by Eileen Simpson "Reminiscences about John Berryman, R P. Blackmur, Randall Jarrell, Robert Lowell, Delmore Schwartz, Jean Stafford and others"
"Elizabeth Bishop: Poems, Prose, and Letters"
"Collected Prose" by Robert Lowell
"Selected Poems" by Robert Lowell
"Notebook" by Robert Lowell
"Words In Air: The Complete Correspondence Between Elizabeth Bishop And Robert Lowell" Edited By Thomas Travisano With Saskia Hamilton
"Lost Puritan: A Life of Robert Lowell" by Paul Mariani
"Robert Lowell: A Biography" by Ian Hamilton
Well I suppose I will close to face the coming darkness. I might read this evening a book titled, "Touched with Fire: Manic-Depressive Illness And The Artistic Temperament" by Kay Redfield Jamison. I have down here in the lower level near me a book titled, "Madness And Modernism: Insanity In The Light Of Modern Art, Literature, And Thought" by Louis A. Sass. I have so much to read before the General Resurrection.