You know, when Courier came out early on,
it just drove me bats.
I couldn't take it-- that roundy business.
Then I decided, in fact, the poet Gregory St. Vincent
Tomasino is fond of bringing back
that roundy deal in Courier.
And I kind of finally got the point of it,
but it took me years.
Well, I suppose, now, it's time to close.
So I'm going to close with the poem
that I always like to close with.
And this, as it happened, DA Powell was here reading,
and I said hello to him after he did his very lovely reading.
And he was the one that first published this very poem
20 years ago in Sonoma Mandala magazine.
And the poem is called, "Falling in Love,
Falling in Love With You, Syntax."
"Duties over, I am falling in love,
falling in love with you, syntax.
Things as they might be.
Once I went with sad geology who knew rocks not impurely,
talked of rocks, touched the soul that rocks may have.
I drank a toast to new tall order, meaning me.
I drank a toast, taught him to drink a toast,
got sloshed with him and dreamed of you prolifically.
Falling in love, falling in love with you, syntax.
Gambling away bread money.
Gambling away shoe money.
Gambling away approximate he-man ventures,
limited partnerships, unlimited in search of capital gain,
in search of no-load growth, in search of anger.
Meanwhile, falling in love, falling in love with you,
syntax."
Thank you.