This is gonna be a rough week, as we’re solely in charge of Microkhan Jr. while the Grand Empress is off doing her thing in Vega$. The good news is that, with the aid of several Yuenglings last night, I believe that I’ve been able to reset my internal clock to deal with the situation at hand. But time will be extra-precious these next few days, so expect more factoid-y posts than usual. And today I can only give you two small Valentine’s Day gifts: the finest Nas verse ever (NSFW, of course), and a link to one of my favorite modern love poems. The kickout on the latter is incredible:
Love does not last, but it is different
from the passions that do not last.
Love lasts by not lasting.
Isaiah said each man walks in his own fire
for his sins. Love allows us to walk
in the sweet music of our particular heart.
Even more highly recommended from Jack Gilbert’s body of work (though a fair bit darker): “Tear It Down”
Enjoy, and see you back here tomorrow for a bit of Taiwanese crime history. Or maybe Romanian viper farming. All depends on my success in getting Microkhan Jr. to preschool on time.
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