The image that would call you back to me
My poems "And a Sleep Full of Sweet Dreams" and "Uncle Sonya," published last November in The Cascadia Subduction Zone 9.3, are now free to read online with the rest of their issue. The first was inspired by Greek myth and insomnia and written in a doctor's office, the second when ![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
shewhomust correctly located Fox's appellation for me within the canon of mysteriously unwritten Chekhov plays. gwynnega's hagsploitation poem is really something, too.
As of today, the New Decameron is live: its first installment is the frame-story and excerpt from a forthcoming novel by Jo Walton. It's all free, but authors and charities can always use donations. Check it out! I said elsewhere and meant it: I think it is human that people in times of crisis tell stories, but I think it is wonderful that they use them to help each other.
It took me just about twenty-five minutes to walk into Davis this afternoon and just about forty-five minutes to walk home from Kendall Square. In between I had two unavoidable doctor's appointments, so I figured I would minimize my time on the MBTA and the weather kindly obliged with the kind of bright brisk sun where I shed my scarf within five minutes and kept or lost the hat depending on the wind. A surprising number of people were also out on foot; a non-surprising number of people were not on the Red Line. I am going through nitrile gloves like Kleenex. Also Kleenex like Kleenex, because on top of coronavirus season it is pollen season and my upper respiratory system is trying to melt out my nose. It feels indicative of the times that the non-medical majority of my conversation with one of my medical providers was about the no-brainer forms of relief our state government could be providing to all the people out of work and all the arts and small businesses that have had to cut back or close. If the corporations are all that's left standing, that will be an apocalypse.
In nonhuman news, I like everything about this post about moss.
shewhomust correctly located Fox's appellation for me within the canon of mysteriously unwritten Chekhov plays. gwynnega's hagsploitation poem is really something, too.As of today, the New Decameron is live: its first installment is the frame-story and excerpt from a forthcoming novel by Jo Walton. It's all free, but authors and charities can always use donations. Check it out! I said elsewhere and meant it: I think it is human that people in times of crisis tell stories, but I think it is wonderful that they use them to help each other.
It took me just about twenty-five minutes to walk into Davis this afternoon and just about forty-five minutes to walk home from Kendall Square. In between I had two unavoidable doctor's appointments, so I figured I would minimize my time on the MBTA and the weather kindly obliged with the kind of bright brisk sun where I shed my scarf within five minutes and kept or lost the hat depending on the wind. A surprising number of people were also out on foot; a non-surprising number of people were not on the Red Line. I am going through nitrile gloves like Kleenex. Also Kleenex like Kleenex, because on top of coronavirus season it is pollen season and my upper respiratory system is trying to melt out my nose. It feels indicative of the times that the non-medical majority of my conversation with one of my medical providers was about the no-brainer forms of relief our state government could be providing to all the people out of work and all the arts and small businesses that have had to cut back or close. If the corporations are all that's left standing, that will be an apocalypse.
In nonhuman news, I like everything about this post about moss.
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And I look forward to seeing your poems in situ--just a click away!
That moss has it going on! I love moss at that stage. I used to have an LJ icon of it--"thinnest new green thing" I think I called it.
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I am very pleased to be among their number. And really looking forward to other people's work!
And I look forward to seeing your poems in situ--just a click away!
Enjoy! It feels like having new work out, which improves the day.
That moss has it going on! I love moss at that stage. I used to have an LJ icon of it--"thinnest new green thing" I think I called it.
I love that.
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Thank you! I am very fond of that one.
I'm very happy to see The New Decameron.
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Your movie poems are so good.
I'm very happy to see The New Decameron.
It's a brilliant idea and I love that people made it happen.
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Moss post is great.
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I like to think that the frequent sneezing at least signals to people that whatever I could give them, it isn't COVID-19.
Moss post is great.
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It's been raining here enough for moss to grow at all. Whether any of it will send up happy little stalks remains to be seen--the rain that was to come this weekend has been blown elsewhere.
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I wish your local moss well, along with the rest of you.
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