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25 Nov. 1980
But there is also a bitterness, a self-
bitterness, in Frost, in that poem and also in
the Home Burial, about turning one’s affairs.
You know there’s nothing else to do, but he
regrets that the world is such that there is
nothing else to do! Well, don’t we all.
Thanks for the thugs and the where I live…
Joey moves. Onward!