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While across the great plains, keening lovely & awful,
ululate the last Great American Novels -
An unlawful lot, left to stutter and freeze, floodlit.
(But at least they didn't run, to their undying credit.)

I'm not normally such a fan of bluegrass, but I was beyond charmed by the bluegrass cover of "Let My Love Open The Door" that was on the radio as I was going over to Whole Foods tonight because I felt like a bottle of berry lemonade would improve my writing. And it was the kind of charmed that made me feel like I had to immediately go write, so I guess I was right (in a way) about needing a bottle of berry lemonade.