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It’s a Paul Simon and Cognac type of evening. #itsallinsidemyhead

My anthology continues to sell, & the critics get more & more angry. When I excluded Wilfred Owen, whom I consider unworthy of the poets’ corner of a country newspaper, I did not know I was excluding a revered sandwich-board Man of the revolution & that some body has put his worst & most famous poem in a glass-case in the British Museum - however if I had known it I would have excluded him just the same. He is all blood, dirt & sucked sugar stick (look at the selection in Faber’s Anthology— he calls poets ‘bards,’ a girl a ‘maid,’ & talks about ‘Titanic wars’). There is every excuse for him but none for those who like him… .

— W.B. Yeats, from a letter of December 26, 1936 to Dorothy Wellesley

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howtohugyourex has published one of my short stories! Have a lookie here, friends:

The drive to Muscatine from Des Moines takes nearly three hours, but Jacob is grateful to be out of the city and bearing witness to the countryside. Riding over Iowa’s living hills, alternating crowns of corn and soybeans, there’s no doubting it: this is God’s country…