| Lee Upton _____ Undid in the Land of Undone All the things I wanted to do and didn’t took so long. It was years of not doing. You can make an allusion here to Penelope, if you want. See her up there in that high room undoing her art? But enough about what she didn’t do— not doing was what she did. Plucking out the thread of intimacy in the frame. If I got to know you that would be —something. So let’s make a toast to the long art of lingering. We say the cake is done, but what exactly did the cake do? The things undid in the land of undone call to us in the flames. What I didn’t do took an eternity— and it wasn’t for lack of trying. Home | News and Notes | Current Issue | Archives | Order |