Subject: Re: On unpacking boxes
From: WILL HOCHMAN (hochman@uscolo.edu)
Date: Mon May 12 1997 - 10:47:56 GMT
"let there be no end to anything that is rain" is about the only thing I
can remember from the poem but I'm delighted to find it showing up in your
old boxes and eyes! You really slay me as a reader, ya know that?
my trip to ny is getting thick with my brother-in-law's wedding but is
there any chance I can find you on mon or tues (may 19/20) during the day
for some coffee and words?
will
On Sat, 10 May 1997 oconnort@nyu.edu wrote:
>
> Hi, Will ... I'm still unpacking boxes from months ago, when my wife and
> I moved in here, and am coming upon the layer of "Old Magazines: Why Did
> I Keep These for Years?"
>
> I happened upon an issue of a magazine called Pulpsmith, dated Spring
> 1985, with a poem by William S. Hochman, "Water Prayer." Is there any
> chance that this was you?
>
> (I also came upon a layer of Salingeriana, including some cryptic notes
> to myself that make no sense to me now.)
>
> Cheers!
>
> --tim
>
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