Collage: Guiteau/Garfield, by JF, 2016.
This was inspired by my recently watching the Murder of a President documentary on PBS, on the assassination of President James A. Garfield
Garfield, Arthur, Harrison, and Hayes, time of my father's time, blood
of his blood, life of his life, . . . were the lost Americans: their
gravely vacant and bewhiskered faces mixed, melted, swam together in the
sea depths of a past intangible, immeasurable, and unknowable as the
buried city of Persepolis.
-- Thomas Wolfe (source)
I should re-read some Thomas Wolfe sometime. I always remember his description of his writing practice, using the top of a refrigerator as a desk.
