My wild columbine plants are all blooming, and lily of the valley. The iris have begun. My neighbor's lilac makes everything so sweet. I have volunteer honeysuckle in the front where it's hard to get things to grow, so I am leaving it there. The purple smokebush is deep in leaf, and blue bugleweed is marching out into the yard.
Friday, May 12, 2023
last blog entry, I planned to wipe down the chalkboard. Accomplished! It's ready for tomorrow's short poem. And I actually sent off that submission to The New Yorker. Wish me luck. In the meantime, I got a check in the mail--very rare!--for poems soon to come out in December Magazine, and I proofed a poem soon to come out in Image. From a lot of nothing, to a lot of something!
Saturday, May 6, 2023
candy lament, I have picked the next novel to read, The Candy House, by Jennifer Egan, right after How to Stop Time, by Matt Haig, which I picked up this morning, directly after finishing Trick Mirror: Reflections on Self-Delusion, by Jia Tolentino. Yes, I may get temporarily attached to Jelly Bellies, but I am permanently attached to books. Fortunately, all of these are library books, and I don't have to try to fit them into my house. (Or my jelly belly.)
Wednesday, May 3, 2023
Quartet, an online journal I have been admiring for a long time! Click here to see the fabulous cover art and here to see the current issue, with poems, interview, book review, etc.! April also held Poetry Sunday at my church, where people get up and read favorite poems aloud and say why they love them!And now it's May, it's May, the lusty month of May!