This morning I realized that today's summer poetry workshop class will be the last time I'm commenting on student poems (in class) until Spring 2010. This semester I'm only teaching International Poetry, a big-ish lecture class of grad + advanced undergrad students. The rest of my load will be administrative. I'm sure that I won't be luxuriating in spare time by any means, but I really like the idea of only having one class to think about. Rewriting the syllabus is another story. But a good story.
Today it's clear out and not insanely hot. It's like we had a mini-summer for a few days. That's all I need. Leaves are already turning on some of the trees.
Missed the meteor shower completely, but I can use my imagination.