








"To be brief is almost a condition of being inspired."
~George Santayana
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Lake Chargoggagoggmanchauggagoggchaubunagungamaugg, Webster MA
The locals call it "Lake Webster".
The lake has three connecting sections: north, middle, and south. Two native American tribes lived in the area. The myth goes that one chief said to the other: "Chargoggagagg. Manchauggagogg. Chaubunagangamaugg." which translates: "I fish in the north lake. You fish in the south lake. Nobody fishes in the middle lake."
"Diagnosis"
by Terence Winch
for David Lehman
I woke up this morning feeling
incredibly Gorky. So I made an appointment
to see my Doctorow. He said my Hemingways
looked a little swollen and sent me to
get an M.R. James and a complete Shakespeare.
By that time, I began feeling a slight Trilling
in my Dickinsons and some minor Kipling
in my left Auden. The entire experience
was extremely Dickey.
I was referred to an H.D., who asked
about my cummings. She detected traces
of Plath in my sextons and suggested
I might also have some Updike
trapped in my Yeatsian system.
She recommended that to keep Orwell
and prevent inflammation to my Balzac,
I elevate my Flaubert once a day.
from The Drift of Things (The Figures Press, 2001)

The conviction is overturned on appeal, however, and C is found innocent of any wrongdoing, even accidental, and that all accusations to the contrary are bassless.
The bartender, however, decides that since he's only had tenor so patrons, the soprano out in the bathroom, and everything has become alto much treble, he needs a whole bar rest and closes up early.
