sick of the dampness. There's no way in hell I'm going out to bring in the trash cans today (sorry Frank). I kind of like the gloom, but the rain is just too much.On Saturday I drove through the rain to the astonishingly beautiful Trinity Commons at Cleveland State University. This is the home of the CSU Poetry Center and the site of our NEOMFA faculty & student gathering. What a spectacular facility, and a breathtaking cathedral!
Wrote (and workshopped, with APC) a new poem trying to be less "oblique and puzzling," and apparently it worked. I actually used a bit more direct autobiographical detail in it (nothing exciting or scandalous, however), so maybe that's the key for some poems.
Currently working on writing a little paper to submit for this.
5 comments:
I recall three and a half weeks without sunshine in April 2001 when I was at UofA, so steel thyself for another round in the spring, darlin'. Now you know why I growed up grumpy.
Wow. You have your own trash cans now. I really gotta catch up with the Joneses.
PJ, I am going through some hardcore withdrawal. Apparently I *need* your blog, especially during these gloomy days.
PS--It stopped raining!
I'm currently trying to make my poetry a little more oblique and puzzling. :-)
Our place looks like a tornado hit--too much rain, not enough space. Send us some sunny vibes, Mary!
HELLOOOOOO Carol! Thanks so much for stopping by. I hope you guys are doing well.
Many hugs!
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