Daily Archives: April 21, 2018
Advance: In this new Mytho, hypnotic strangeness reaches out of the commonplace, to the convincingly, everyday world of reality, yet lures the mind into its deep imaginations.
I became good friends with Nicolai Stein. He was the son of a top chief in Paris, who was quite well off. But soon after I had gotten to know him, his parents had died mysteriously that was, or so it appeared; And somehow he had lost or squandered away most – but not all – his inheritance they had left him; Which was quite a sum I heard. And so he left his Paris home for the Island of Nantucket, off the coast of old Cape Cod. If you were to ask me why, I could not tell you why he selected that particular island.
This island is not huge by no means but has quite a long and enduring history for writers, whalers (of a century past), and artists of today, and so forth and so on. It has its beauty, its lighthouses, and its coblstone streets, which add to its charm; And let's not forget its coffeehouses and historic inns. So by virtue of a most pleasant location, I trust he made a good selection in settling there for, as he said, '… a season,' and for his own reasons.
Nicolai had rented a hotel room at the Manton Coffin House, a fairly three-story, brick mansion built in the mid-l800s. Oh yes, yes, it fit the gracious bygone world, and when he invited me to come live at the hotel – at his expense of course, and finish my book of poetry, I felt most obligated, and accepted immediately his kind gesture; And upon my taking residence there I felt – for the most part, comfortable at once in this …