C'mon Now Newsletter - March 9, 2021
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Non-fiction: What if the Great American Novelist Doesn’t Write Novels? - NY Times - Dec. 15, 2020
Fiction - Raymond Carver - Cathedral
Poem - Song of Dawn - John Tottenham
I saw the sun rise by accident.
It was a horrible sight.
Annoyed by its splendor, I sought refuge
in a moist pillow, and lay there, alone,
at the dawn of another day,
that brought me closer to another death,
pondering the vanity of my solitude,
the vanity of procrastination,
and the tiresome inevitability of waking up
again the same person.
It might still be possible to change,
but obstinately I remain the same,
hoping that others might take solace
in my consistency.
But perhaps they take no solace in it,
perhaps they too find it tedious.