Out here on the Interstate
All movement seems to cease:
I’ve listened to most every part
Of Tolstoy’s “War and Peace”.

And Audible dot com should make
A killing here today —
Downloading now: the complete Proust
And all of Rabelais.

I’ll do the commentaries then
Of Ramban and Jerome:
And might do the Upanishads
I make it

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Owen Servant is an online poet working in a style that's been described as "compulsive". In real life, he is an actuary, because being a poet wasn't unpopular enough.

3 thoughts on “Winterstate”

  1. Good lord. I am scared to even start War and Peace with how big it is. I’ve audiobooked through the Count of Monte Cristo (about 40 hours, took me like a month), but I’m not sure I am ready for 60 hours of Tolstoy yet!

    And thank god I have only one traffic light in the town I live in.

    1. I found War and Peace, which looks so forbidding, to be written in such a way that reading it was easy. Every book I ever read by Henry James, on the other hand, no matter how short, seemed to take years to read… or listen to. If I had been stuck in traffic with nothing but Henry James to listen to, I would have gotten out of the car and walked… or froze… gladly.

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