The Waiting Is the Hardest Part

The Blizzard of 2013, a.k.a Snowmageddon, is in full effect. Here’s a picture from outside my window around 4:30 p.m.

Since I have time on my hands, I’m catching up on my blog posts.


Spent the morning at the home of the beautiful and talented Danielle Jones-Pruett. Also in attendance was Jennifer Jean and Dawn Paul—and our families. Our kids came with us. So while it was hectic and noisy at times, they played well together while the grown-ups talked poetry. We even workshopped a few. Thanks, Danielle, for a great afternoon.

BONUS: when we came home, the kids took a nap! That never happens. NEVER.


So I’m all set: plenty of food, hot tea, firewood, batteries and flashlights, Prosecco … All electronic devices are charged. Tonight I will settle in and watch the last three episodes of House of Cards on Neflix. As I said on Twitter, Kevin Spacey is terrific. It’s like Keyser Söze went to Capitol Hill.


Yesterday, I was quoted in the Boston Globe’s North Section in an article by Tala Strauss. The article was about slavery in my town of Beverly, Massachusetts. In it, I discuss how the Beverly Historical Society’s research will be the basis for my next project: a series of poems about a enslaved woman named Juno Larcom.

It is one of those projects I have neither the time or energy to pursue—but I’m doing it anyway.


Happy Friday, folks. For my fellow Massachusetts residents, stay safe and stay off the roads.


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