This morning I began reading a manuscript Alex gave me last week. He has been reproducing his notebooks, most recently the three-volume set from 2005: “It rains even on who’s wet.” I posted photos of several earlier reproductions here. This, however, is a book manuscript. It is called “PER-SONAL EFFECTS: sonosophy 2.” No-one writes titles like Alex.
I’m going to read the manuscript slowly, savoring its wit and wisdom. The first poem is a thrilling account of the effects of science on the poet: