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Today is the mid-point. Stayed up late last night, working and reading and reviewing—mostly my life over the past year, reflecting. The dark seems the only natural time to do this. Why is that? In the dark we lose ourselves. It is a way of being found again. In some ways, the pressure in looking
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The publishing gap can be seen as the major contributing factor to poetry’s biggest liability: the size of its readership. People cannot read what they cannot buy (or find at the library), and so, if no poetry titles are made available on a ready basis to the public, the public’s interest in them will begin
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If it were left up to me I might never leave the house of my own accord. That is what this residency teaches me. As long as I have television, coffee, some food, an internet connection, I seem to have all I need—at least, superficially. I gave the book a name yesterday, but I’m not
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Two monumental Casa Libre completions today: 1. Finished watching season 1 of Lost. Have half a hankering to whittle down the season into a “typical episode” script mocking consistent dialogue (ex. “GO GET JACK!” “IT WAS SAWYER! SAWYER DID THIS.” “Why did you lie to me?” etc), but probably won’t. 2. Finished writing section 2
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Today’s photo is for Reb. At first I thought it was allergies: new place, new little invisible mites trying to colonize my body, but no, later I discerned it was different, more nuanced, had more layers. Six hours later I was bedridden and frantically trying to stanch the flow of mucous that seemed not to
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Today’s post is for Anne. This is what happens when you were just a boy and a boy like you was killed. You live with that for eight years, you let it go, you forget about him and then he comes back to you after a while and you’ve missed him. He is someone you
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