That's what the New York Times invited a few folks to debate today.
I would launch into a witheringly trenchant response, but it's past 9:30 in the p.m. and that's when I settle down to read. Tonight it's back again to the Copper Canyon Press edition of W.S. Merwin's The Shadow of Sirius.
The pages feel like custard tastes.
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