“I learned life is not personal,” the poet Averill Curdy writes in his piece in the July/August 2012 Poetry magazine.
You learned wrong, Averill. Life is nothing if not personal.
We go to colleges of some prestige to learn to distance ourselves from the all-to-personal aspect of life. We come away somewhat shielded, perhaps with veneration for those who went before us into that good night untouched, unfettered by the insatiable personal-ness of it all.
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