INCIDENTAL
AMONG
THE CARLISLE
PAPERS
Incidental among the Carlisle Papers were the
items left on the list : how often he'd made offers
to adopt, how many visits to his doctors were
kept, what he ate to 'ward off' yellow fever. None
of it worked, of course, and he died in his 45th
year. History little noted, though these papers
are here. I'm reading them; in an old colonial
library in some tiny New England town. Near
to my lodgings, the old Proctor Marble Works
and a gravestone store as well. How touching
and funny all this could seem. Yet, right now,
in this cold, steel rain and all its biting wind,
I care for nothing at all except staying within.
Cradling my arms in hot coffee, reading with
a pen and a notebook, selecting a passage
for this or for that. Carlisle had said: 'to my
mind this modern age is but a passage to
death, a newer way to be found for doing
the same old things, just doing the
same old things.'
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