p.s.

please read this allegra goodman story in the new yorker. it is excellent. i read it while eating a mediocre breakfast at penny’s 24-hour diner in alpine after getting my car inspected.

“La Vita Nuova” explained how to become a great poet. The secret was to fall in love with a perfect girl but never speak to her. You should weep instead. You should pretend that you love someone else. You should write sonnets in three parts. Your perfect girl should die.