24 April 2009


As much as I would like to be the kind of writer who writes steadily through the year, producing even numbers of poems in even doses, I'm not.

In fact, I don't think I'll write another poem until the semester's over.

I keep getting ideas, but I don't have the energy right now.

When I get the energy, I'll be a loaded gun.

Had a blast with David Kirby at the Cleveland State University Poetry Center. I didn't tell him that I don't plan to write another poem until the semester's over.

It's insanely beautiful outside here right now. Something has to be, right?


P. J. said...

I was wondering where you'd got off to.

Word verification, by the way, is quite ominous this evening:

Happy end of semester t'ya!

Kristi Maxwell said...

I heard you read at the Get Lit event last night and didn't have a chance to say hi and how much I enjoyed your poems before I had to leave -- so I just wanted to say so now...

Glad you could make it to our part of Ohio.

Penultimatina said...

Happy E.O.S. to you too, Paddy.

Kristi, thanks so much for your kind words! I wish I'd had a chance to meet you. Maybe at AWP this year. :)

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