Thursday, August 22, 2013

The Secret. Again.

That's what I love about this vast, inter-linked, ever-expanding, always enlightening web we call Pop Culture. David Foster Wallace brings me to Mary Karr and Mary Karr brings me to Miroslav Holub.

Ode to Joy
You only love
when you love in vain

Try another radio probe
when ten have failed,
take two hundred rabbits
when a hundred have died:
only this is science.

You ask the secret.
It has just one name:
again.

Miroslav Holub