On Enquiring How a Friend's Gift Had Been Received
The rolls of all the world
are not for me –
for my part I want only
the little white rolls of Scotland
that are dry and taste of nothing
and break the heart.
(As the Sailor said to the Mermaid)
How less beautiful is that
now that it's not wet?
Phillip Guston’s House, Woodstock
Intersection of Maverick and Muse.