The Unknown: The Purple Line.
  Dirk hopes to some day purge his poetic of all vestiges of T.S. Eliot. Not because he doesn’t like Eliot. Not because he is some Bloomian agon wrestling with Daddy Westminster Abbey. Not because he doesn’t like some of the poems he’s written under Eliot’s influence. Not because. Just because.
  

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