Friday, March 16, 2007
Dylan Thomas+Crazy Dick Weeklong Interpretive Extravaganza: Interpretation the Last
And that's the rub, the only rub that tickles.
The knobbly ape that swings along his sex
From damp love-darkness and the nurse's twist
Can never raise the midnight of a chuckle,
Nor when he finds a beauty in the breast
Of lover, mother, lovers, or his six
Feet in the rubbing dust.
from "If I Were Tickled By the Rub of Love"
It is tragical, but this marks the last official day of the Dylan Thomas+Crazy Dick Weeklong Interpretive Extravaganza. Oh, what? A week is however long I want it to be, fools. In today's drawing, Crazy Dick, who is insane, believes himself to be a bald little tree full of God's creatures. Notice that the line could be changed to read, "The sexly ape that swings along his knob," and not suffer a single iota for it.