Tuesday, August 11, 2009


It's no secret in this universe that if I pass someone mutter a Coleridge poem, I'm going to stop and listen, no matter how uncomfortably nutty the encounter may become.

Fortunately, today's diversions into Kubla Kahn are not uncomfortable, and I suggest you follow the concurrent path, here.

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