Tuesday, April 28, 2009

Nuclear Poetry

“Tangled Up In Blue” came across the shuffler the other day, and I was struck by this line (as I’ve been anytime I ever heard it):

She was married when we first met,
Soon to be divorced.
I helped her out of a jam, I guess,
But I used a little too much force.

Whew. Damn. Talk about economy of language. How rich the characters, how endless the plot possibilities, what wealth of emotions are suggested by these spare 28 words?


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