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The Decrepit Classicist
An exercise in deliberate old fashionedness I will be remembered like Hector only in the lamentations of women.My brother scholars’ races are all runand the laurel’s ground into the soup.I wield only a walking stick to help me hobble to the library.The Great Work lies unwritten.I have digested manuscriptslike sandwiches and still sufferhunger unrequited. The… Continue reading
About Me
Mark Folse is a provincial diarist and aspiring minor poet from New Orleans. His past blogging adventures included the Katina/Federal Flood blog wetbankguide on blogspot.com which David Simon told NY Magazine was one of three blogs that helped inform Treme, and Toulouse Street–Odd Bits of Life in New Orleans, which once outranked the Doobie Brothers on Google Search. His work has appeared in The Dead Mule School of Southern Literature, Trampoline, Unlikely Stories, Peauxdunque Review, LMNL Anthology, The New Delta Review, Metazen, New Laurel Review, Ellipsis, What We Know: New Orleans as Home, Please Forward, The Maple Leaf Rag IV, and A Howling in the Wires (which he co-edited).
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