Interesting topic. Boredom is rather proving the negative. Though in all
candor I would imagine an awful lot of us are bored with certain poets and
specific works.
In the modern vein, most of Bukowski bores me. Then there's the darlings of
the pop culture Rod McKuen and Maya Angellou.
And how does one know one is being bored? Rhetorical question little doubt.
For me, my skin crawls. Soporific is my state, eventually, and of course,
the usual scent of stale cigarettes in the air.
Ernest Slyman
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