Thursday, September 19, 2013

“Because it is bitter, And because it is my heart.”

Reminiscing this morning upon the latest diminution in the long, stately slide of the once great Louisville Courier-Journal through mediocrity toward whatever lies beyond it, and its latest publisher's painful effort to spin it as the next great thing, I feel a bit like the creature in Stephen Crane's short poem, "In the Desert."
In the desert
I saw a creature, naked, bestial,
Who, squatting upon the ground,
Held his heart in his hands,
And ate of it.
I said, “Is it good, friend?”
“It is bitter—bitter,” he answered;

“But I like it
“Because it is bitter,
“And because it is my heart.”