Thursday, November 17, 2016

JOHN MALCOLM BRINNIN


No poet can live wholly in his poetry, or by it - yet the already apparent discrepancy in Dylan's life between the disciplines of art and the consolations of liquor, barroom garrulity, encounters with strangers and endless questing for meaningless experience, confounded and alarmed me.


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