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Letter from Publisher. Dear Mister Difference Doctor no one is going to touch what you write. You ought to consider other styles of writing. I am suggesting you consider the fine art of tea. __________ Second Letter: Dear Mister D, Did you actually expect this firm to print your work? It is not in French, we accept only unsolicited unpublished manuscripts properly formatted, in ENGLISH. We suggest you return to your night position as a general janitor. The problem with young poets who are trilingual is that they think they can get away with anything. When we offered you a spot in our Anthology of young writers, you turned us down. You behaved like an impeccable snob.We wondered how this came about, and our conclusion is that your winning the several prizes as a twenty-one year old writer, went to your head. Our real suggestion now would read like this: get a life.
______________ The interview was not completed as the interviewer died.She wore iambic pentameter suspenders and loops on her head, rainbow earings, and her real name was performance art baby can you read my breasts and kiss my feet? She was a detective writer and she had vague connections with the old Auden crowd. Really vague. Had been a member of the P.C. in France, in the 50's and had seen Tristan Tzara give talks about the value of Soviet power politics. Naturally he changed, like many others, changed his ideas when the Hungarian revolt was crushed. He was not a real Stalinist. A passionate man, and like others, often misguided by his own ideals. A poet more than a politico. Oh, well, this was she said. The interviewer was quite elderly and rather taken with my fictional propensities. God bless her dead soul. Or living as the case may be. _____________ ______________________ Life is what? a strange box we live on for a few weeks_ called years by some. be well love ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||| ____________--------------------------------
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