Month: January 2008
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Enough to break a poor mother’s heart.
It’s taken me a few days to process, deal, & forgive, but the story is this: I came home from work on Sunday to find that my darling husband had given our precious son a haircut. And not just any haircut, but….a mullet! He cut my precious baby boy’s soft blond curls & transformed him […]
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To Submit…
For some mysterious reason that has something to do with my browser, my old ibook, or combination thereof, I cannot comment on Word Press blogs from my home computer-no field shows up, nada. I say this to let all you fine fine people who comment know that I’ve read your comments with glee & will […]
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More & Less.
I celebrated prematurely, we are not through yet, but–I can see a break in the clouds–Vincent’s not well, yet, but he’s less unwell than he was. So that’s enough of that. * An interesting thing about submitting to Subtropics is that they only respond via email, whether you submit electronically or post, so no SASEs […]
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Ode to Illness.
My shingles are improving, the rash receding, the pain lessening. But pale Vincent is still vomiting spectacularly whenever solid food hits his belly, so we’re trying to be nurturing and patient and insist on clear liquids though in between bouts he cries passionately to nurse. O it wrings our hearts. So lacking time or brainwaves […]
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House of the Ill.
No rest for the weary. Poor Vincent has a yakking bug, and we must all be up at odd hours conducting clean-up and making soothing sounds. Nothing clenches my heart more than seeing his little frame doubled over and shuddering. But, to file under Amazing Resilience of Children: 3:35am, after copious display of stomach contents […]
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University Press Round-up 1.
I have another sales rep meeting before the textbook rush begins, and so have been flipping through various university press catalogs. Some highlights: Texas Tech UP Wild Flight, by Christine Rhein, Winner of the Walt McDonald First-Book Competition in Poetry. March. Hardcover, $21.50. I think printing in hardcover only is a mistake. Too bad, because […]
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No New York Times for You!
It was one of those odd days when there was not a single New York Times to be found in Western Massachusetts. The Friday crossword puzzle is too difficult for me; we just figure out a clue or two and declare victory. But the Friday edition always has a nice fat arts section, so we’re […]
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Birthing a poem, take 2, his perspective.
Whether I’m actually better is hard to say, as I have narcotics to mask my symptoms, but let’s be happy while we can. Which could be a while, I have a high pain threshold, so I’m carefully doling these little pills out–I want the suckers to last! Plus, my doc looked rather doleful when she […]
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Robert Mezey 2.
Perhaps my simmering shingles gave me a shot of extrasensory perception, for yesterday, when we received our issue of next week’s New Yorker, to my wondering eyes did appear a poem by Robert Mezey! A bit light, but you can read it here. I am duly chastened by the vast number of writers I don’t […]
Marie Gauthier 