|volume 5, issue 10
Berlin Wall by Christopher Novak
COVER: BERLIN WALL
Ulysses, p. 136., 8/542-550
Her stockings are loose over her ankles. I detest that: so tasteless.
Those literary etherial people they are all. Dreamy, cloudy, symbolistic.
Esthetes they are. I wouldn't be surprised if it was that kind of food
you see porduces the like waves of the brain the poetical. For example
one of those policemen sweating Irish stew into their shirts you couldn't
squeze a line of poetry out of him. Don't know what poetry is even.
Must be in a certain mood.
The dreamy cloudy gull
Waves o'er the waters dull.