Villages

now I am moving backwards in time to the dramatic poem that goes with the Mt St Victoire essays, 1981 Walk About the Villages 

John sent a handout of poems about spring that he was presenting at a county nursing home in Atlanta today    I did a poor job of skimming them this morning 

Bela's swim went well.  We ate at Panda Express and 28% went to the Repertory Ballet company we saw at the Kimo last Sunday  

also back into the essay on mushrooms  his earlier attachment to edges, rims, and clearings

parasol mushrooms sauteed well  peerlessly tender delicacies 

different for the stinkhorn mushrooms  Latin name! phallus impudicus  "the head---impossible not to associate with the head of a human penis"  

Kant's disinterested pleasure as the chosen model and measure of his life   that smiling equanimity could make my blood boil 

that area from which we both came where tragedy had never been at home