This post is about the best friend I ever had. That and fear. We’re not mates anymore because he doesn’t want to know and I don’t really blame him. It’s also about the usual sorts of things I write about: being confused; being stupid; not knowing how to put things right; not knowing how…
Tag: university
While My Seminar Mentally Bleats. Or, How I Wasted My Time At University By Entirely Missing The Point.
“At first I protested and rebelled against poetry. I was about to deny my poetic worlds. I was doing violence to my illusions with analysis, science, and learning Henry’s language, entering Henry’s world. I wanted to destroy by violence and animalism my tenuous fantasies and illusions and my hypersensitivity. A kind of suicide. The ignominy…
Highbrow Fidelity. And Death.
Years ago, Hull was snowed under with second hand book and record shops. Not anymore, although it’s still better than a lot of places I visit. One of the main ones was called Sheridan’s and it was on Anlaby Road, not the number one salubrious area in the city. Sheridan’s sold books and records and…
MiddleRabbiting 