Dear Mr. Hertzen
I do however want to say that the world,
as such, can be said to be the subject
of much literature,
and that the novel, maybe,
in some way, adequately enough,
let’s not be megalomaniacs,
carries the littleness of life.
I realize you are thinking
that this is just another effort to differentiate,
to select, but as the good Australian band,
The Go-Betweens say:
You can’t say no forever.
Life, in my humble view, is choice.
The mere essence of existence
is to choose, and to sometimes say:
Yes I like this, I want to keep that,
to remind me of now.
And then at the same time
to grant the slippery poodle-dropping
on the sidewalk
its true place in the Pantheon of reality,
by trying to step over it.
The shed in Kent still free?
Yours
Simon Robertson