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… texts, and an obsession with glossing (the endnotes that accompany The Master Letters make a new genre of the form).  … Old World circus, part Waffle House—among them hospitals, castles, cookie jars, teacups, drawers, barns, heaven, … Will (perhaps tomorrow) die. An alter ego, Dove, flits in and out of the cages of …

… supple dough, thin  skin, silly skull. only so many poems  come each year. women, i feel a pressing, & yet some days—   …

… flamboyishness that it would inspire gossip for years to come. Though hesitant at first, I supported her dream. … accent it was, but it sounded like that. “Shawnon and the ladies are a-already hee-yah, so you must a-remain upstairs … first. (We are holding hands, but with her thumb, Shannon points back at herself and mouths, “The other fella?”) The …

… “Tomorrow,” he writes to Miss Lucy Baxter on February 26, “I shall pass down the Potomac on which Mrs. … their friend Mr. Washington. I wonder will anything ever come out of that preface, and will that story ever be born?” … where, after the surrender of Cornwallis at Yorktown, he died loyal to the Crown, but still on affectionate terms …

… in which I’d addressed him. He said, “You’re not going to die. I’m an American. You are free.” This made no sense to … Because by now I had my head up and the light was becoming manageable. I saw hundreds of Japanese men in United … and we spent hours poring over pictures of elaborate meals and presentations. That night she came she said it was …