Tag: chapbooks
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Action-Packed Post!
We’ve been plagued by squirrels dancing in our ceilings for several seasons now. Back in April it seemed as if we had finally confounded them when Lance pruned the tree that gave them clear access. But after a few weeks they figured out that they could climb right up the back staircase that leads straight…
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Unexpected…
…news. One of the presses to which I’d submitted my chapbook for a contest (which I did not win or even place as a finalist) has accepted it for publication. I didn’t even know it was still under consideration, it’s been a number of months. And I’ve since revised the chapbook, retitled it, and submitted…
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Sum-sum-summertime!
It’s official, and clinging to these new summer days is that summery languor, that eh, whatever, it can wait feeling. But I truly have done more than read novels and dip my toes in the kiddie pool, ensconced in my gestational cocoon — I have indeed read a lot of novels, but I had catching…
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Emma Bolden’s The Mariner’s Wife.
My daycare provider is down with the flu, and Vincent is still sleeping because he stayed up until I returned from the poetry reading last night, so I have this unexpected lovely time to luxuriate in this new book of poems. Now I’m not going to pretend impartiality — anyone who reads this blog with…
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Le Bossu et Tim Mayo.
Labor Day weekend in 1998 I was in Montreal. As it happens, that’s also the weekend that they have a film festival every year, which I discovered accidentally walking down Elizabeth St. in the evening: a film was being shown against a building, just beginning, actually, and people were sitting all over. So I sat…
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Butterflies & Bulls.
I keep a certain picture of Vincent behind the counter at the bookshop: he’s sitting on the grassy lawn of our old house, studying a daisy in his fingers. Very sweet, yes? Today, Lance took Vincent to the Magic Wings Butterfly Conservatory & Gardens in Deerfield. It’s large, it’s warm (a nice contrast to the…