Uncle B. made this swing today for his nieces and nephews. A grandchild visit like this is wonderful, but so involving that this blog may get short shrift.
So for tonight, something liked a lot (and hope to remember myself) from poet Henri Cole's Paris Review interview in issue 209, page 364.
I remember Stanley Kunitz saying, End on an image and do not explain it. An image---if it's done right---should embody the exposition of feeling.
Henri Cole
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