Confession Tuesday: Pt. 2
Everything else seems trivial when dealing with death. Still, talking about the trivial just makes me feel better.
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This past Saturday I went to the Newburyport Literary Festival to hear Gail Mazur read. Just delightful. Didn't get to hear her work at the Mass Poetry Festival's Common Threads reading so this was a real treat.
Later, I went to a panel featuring editors from Boston-area journals but missed Robert Pinsky's POEMJAZZ performance. It had sold out!
And on Sunday I was "the closer" at the Boston Poetry Marathon reading. The reading, co-sponsored by Tapestry of Voices, is always a fun one. Poets read continuously throughout the weekend. Unfortunately, I could only be there a little before my reading. But it is always well attended and Harris Gardner does a terrific job of producing it every year.
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I am starting to catch my breath a little after the festival. The pendulum swung so far into the extreme that it's hard to swing back the other way. But I found myself organizing poems that I wrote over the past few months, seeing what can be mailed out, what can be revised. I also finished writing an essay that was a month overdue. Feels good to be able to move onto other work.
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AWP deadline for panels is today.
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Today was my last day of classes. Woo hoo! Now, the grading begins.
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I am tempted to write a poem a day in May, since I didn't write anything substantial in April. Might be nice to focus on something while I move through this tentative time.
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This past Saturday I went to the Newburyport Literary Festival to hear Gail Mazur read. Just delightful. Didn't get to hear her work at the Mass Poetry Festival's Common Threads reading so this was a real treat.
Later, I went to a panel featuring editors from Boston-area journals but missed Robert Pinsky's POEMJAZZ performance. It had sold out!
And on Sunday I was "the closer" at the Boston Poetry Marathon reading. The reading, co-sponsored by Tapestry of Voices, is always a fun one. Poets read continuously throughout the weekend. Unfortunately, I could only be there a little before my reading. But it is always well attended and Harris Gardner does a terrific job of producing it every year.
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I am starting to catch my breath a little after the festival. The pendulum swung so far into the extreme that it's hard to swing back the other way. But I found myself organizing poems that I wrote over the past few months, seeing what can be mailed out, what can be revised. I also finished writing an essay that was a month overdue. Feels good to be able to move onto other work.
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AWP deadline for panels is today.
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Today was my last day of classes. Woo hoo! Now, the grading begins.
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I am tempted to write a poem a day in May, since I didn't write anything substantial in April. Might be nice to focus on something while I move through this tentative time.
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