malcolm lowry

It is Friday: Go Right Ahead

Visit me! You can come unannounced, drunk, sober, or even leading a giraffe.

Rivers of gin and oysters.

Why did you tell that pretty girl, who was probably your sister, that I was drunk?

Muzzle a dog and he will bark out of the other end.

Instead of banning drink I will ban my limited sense of obligation.

The clouds once more bid me.

How drunk, or how drunkly sober under-drunk, can you calculate you are now?

Hurray for the wine-colored corduroy!

Sorry about last night. A sloth or mudlark would have probably been better.

No, I’m not drinking anymore. Only wine.

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March 26th, 2010 / 12:17 pm

Malcolm Lowry’s Letters

Malcolm Lowry’s letters interest me more than his fiction (I don’t have this edition linked here, I have an earlier one). I’m not sure why that is, but hey, it’s just how it is. Here’s one of them:


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April 15th, 2009 / 3:11 pm