Category: poetry
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Weekend of Mourning.
Uncle Joe died last night. He was close to 90 and looked it, a WW II vet who had quite a time watching Flags of Our Fathers with my brothers and cousins when they took him to the movie, and the kind and loving family patriarch, the eldest brother as my dad was the youngest,…
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Poet’s Work, Poet’s Play.
I’m very excited: The University of Michigan Press book of essays, Poet’s Work, Poet’s Play, edited by Daniel Tobin and Pimone Triplett, has been released! I’ve ordered my copy from my bookshop, it should be in around Tuesday. I’ve been hankering for a juicy book of poetry essays to sink into, I can’t wait to…
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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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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…
Marie Gauthier 