Comments about Kathleen Rooney
Robinson Walks Museum Mile
the ideal city building itself in his brain.
Is this mile magnificent? He's lived here
a while, but the mile feels unreal. Robinson's
training himself to act blasé. Do museums
amuse me? Yes, but not today. Would he
like to be in one? Of course. Why not?
An object of value with canvas wings,
an unchanging face in a gilt frame, arranged—
thoughtless, guilt-free, & preserved
for eternity. Robinson doesn't want to be
exceptional. He knows he is. He wants to be
perceived exceptional. Trains plunge by, steam
rising from the grates. ...