June 14, 2020

Ecstatic Sufi meditation last night. Don’t actually know when it came to an end, but an hour ago I woke in my bed.

MT came to get one of my extra copies of The Cantos. His usual animated conversation, me enjoying his company. They don’t teach you how graciously to accept long waves of praise, which is what he sent my way, for my teaching, for my friendship, for my writing. You smile and say “thank you.” It is not enough.