Category: sickness

• The Emperor of All Maladies hastens The Long Goodbye

  But first: The Massachusetts Poetry Festival begins tomorrow! The poetry world will descend on Salem and it will be awesome. (Aside: I was researching parking etc on Google, and, as I began to note the many paranormal/witchy shops, wondered, What’s up with that? Yeah, that’s me, just a little slow on the uptake.) Saturday is…

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  May 12, 2011

  books, death, family, poetry, sickness, Time

  books, cancer, death, Massachusetts Poetry Festival, Meghan O’ Rourke, Mum, poetry, Siddhartha Mukherjee

• Beyond any notion of a beginning

  When we talk about love, we go back to the start, to pinpoint the moment of free fall. But this story is the story of an ending, of death, and it has no beginning. A mother is beyond any notion of a beginning. That’s what makes her a mother: you cannot start the story. But,…

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  March 11, 2011

  Aidan, books, death, family, friends, sickness, Time, Vincent

  cancer, death, family, Meghan O’Rourke, memoirs, mothers, stories, The Long Goodbye

• Intimations of Mortality

  Lately I’m expending a lot of effort feeling frustrated by the lagging response times of most of the journals I’ve submitted to, fighting the urge to dash off mild yet curious emails regarding my poems. I feel stymied, depressed. Lately I’m frustrated by my failure to stabilize Aidan’s ever-erratic sleep schedule, my attempts at weaning,…

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  October 18, 2010

  Aidan, family, poetry, sickness, Time, Writing

  illness, life, mortality, poetry, submissions, Time

• Last Day!

  How is it possible that tomorrow is May? The days seem to have accelerated, the year nearly half gone! Today is the last day of National Poetry Month, which means it’s the last day to enter the Great Poetry Giveaway, dreamed up by the ever-generous Kelli Russell Agodon. Visit her blog, Book of Kells, to…

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  April 30, 2010

  Aidan, books, poetry, sickness, submissions, Vincent

  books, Carmine Starnino, National Poetry Month, poetry, wind

• The Sound of Silence

  This truly has been the craziest month in recent memory, and definitely not a good time for anyone. Just when Vincent was getting over the flu, Aidan started vomiting late that Saturday night. So I slept with him on the couch while he dry-heaved every few hours. It was quite awful for him. Then, a…

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  March 25, 2010

  Aidan, family, sickness, Vincent

• Dispatches from the Sickhouse

  After a remarkably healthy winter our luck ran out: last week Vincent came down with the flu — and believe me when I tell you that this skinny skinny boy really should not do without food for any length of time — and then, as I suppose was inevitable, on Saturday night, Aidan woke up…

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  March 15, 2010

  Aidan, books, chapbooks, poetry, sickness, Time, Vincent

  Aidan, books, Chris Forhan, Elizabeth Bishop, helen vendler, Lisa Gluskin Stonestreet, poetry, Rachel Galvin, Robert Lowell, sally rosen kindred, sarah gardner, Vincent

• Draft of the Week, #8.

  I’m tired, still recovering from my run-in with the new world pandemic (though everlastingly grateful to have apparently not infected the boys), and cannot imagine spending one more minute on this poem this week.  I have no perspective on its worth at all right now, just hope it’s worth reading: {poof!}

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  October 28, 2009

  Draft of the Week, poetry, sickness, Writing

  Draft of the Week, poetry, public contact followed by illness, Writing

• Bugged by a flu.

  My second reading this week, this time without the 3-ring circus of my kids, was super.  Some friends who’d never been to a poetry reading before came, so it was fun to introduce them to the experience and demonstrate that it’s not that scary after all.  And I enjoyed the mix of themes and styles…

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  October 24, 2009

  chapbooks, family, friends, poetry, sickness, Writing

  poetry, public contact followed by illness, readings

• Draft of the Week, #6.

  As the blog nears its two-year mark, it seemed to me to need a small makeover — you might not have even noticed.  I chose a design that offers a similar color scheme, fonts, and I kept my header photo of the Potholes (tho’ maybe I’ll begin updating the Potholes picture as the seasons change),…

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  September 7, 2009

  Aidan, babies, Draft of the Week, poetry, sickness, Vincent, Writing

  Aidan, Draft of the Week, illness woes, poetry, Vincent, Writing

• Autumn Cold/s.

  Now I know the summer is well & truly over:  The Gauthier household is besieged by its first illness since Aidan was born.  Vincent is the only one not suffering at the moment, but he woke with a sore throat, so I expect he’s getting it, too.  Aidan is thoroughly miserable, barely sleeping, making it…

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  September 4, 2009

  Aidan, poetry, sickness, Time, Writing

  Plath Profiles, poetry, Sylvia Plath