“Riverboat”
a long prose poem by Adam Fitzgerald
So hard to know which shape you’re supposed to breathe with. Or that’s what you say to yourself in the trappings of a clock closet with tinted windows of no exact economical epoch. They have a charm unto themselves like grandsires boarding a riverboat, gambling with fated history, its sedentary grammars, unforgiving marshes, broad and encroaching yet devoid of real descriptive as smokestacks replenish the sky, marring the vista but regaining what was so regal to behold—like the very passengers coming in and out of focus, nothing too erratic about them, tired as we all are, or at least I am.
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“Riverboat”

a long prose poem by Adam Fitzgerald

So hard to know which shape you’re supposed to breathe with. Or that’s what you say to yourself in the trappings of a clock closet with tinted windows of no exact economical epoch. They have a charm unto themselves like grandsires boarding a riverboat, gambling with fated history, its sedentary grammars, unforgiving marshes, broad and encroaching yet devoid of real descriptive as smokestacks replenish the sky, marring the vista but regaining what was so regal to behold—like the very passengers coming in and out of focus, nothing too erratic about them, tired as we all are, or at least I am.

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http://www.bostonreview.net/poetry/adam-fitzgerald-riverboat

Empathy Feet

In his lead essay, Paul Bloom writes:

“I’ve come to realize that taking a position against empathy is like announcing that you hate kittens—a statement so outlandish it can only be a joke. And so I’ve learned to clarify, to explain that I am not against morality, compassion, kindness, love, being a good neighbor, doing the right thing, and making the world a better place. My claim is actually the opposite: if you want to be good and do good, empathy is a poor guide.”

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http://www.bostonreview.net/forum/paul-bloom-against-empathy