I'm working on a poem about Andre the Giant- research fell on the fun side of things, as research often does. I watched some WrestleMania clips, read some background, and thought about the role of giants in America in general. Fun.
And then. I found out. The fact that changed my life. That will change your life. That ripped apart the space-time continuum to the point I feel like I no longer really live in the same world. This.
I was going to prattle on about research in poems and how brilliant Susan Howe is and how much I love just drowning in a subject for awhile.
But really. That can wait. Because now we live in a world where there is a direct link between this and this.