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Thursday, November 13, 2003

Not to blog on blogging for nothing, but I get anxious when folks don't post for long periods of time. Noah's back, which is a relief. Gary, we gotta talk. You were one of the first I read daily. James, I know you always have something to say, so why not say it?

Many others worry me, and links need to be up- (down-?) dated.

I should have never got involved.

Many many thanks to Mark for the kind words. Check's in the mail.

Tuesday, November 11, 2003

North Alley

There is nothing so succumbing as a wound.
When placed with skill words fall harmless,

Speak expectancy of a toddler
Unaware a shot has been fired. Rifle

Through the past for bullets that graze the
Hair on your arms, then speak softly into a radio

Words that sooth people you have not met, climaxes
To lesser scenes in your happy drama.

My head, your heart, knocked together to
Create bulletproof stars.

11/11/03

Monday, November 10, 2003

Reading

I'll be reading at Wordsworth in Cambridge on the 29th of November with Nick Piombino. Nick's work is remarkable, as is his dedication to blogging and other poets. It's Thanksgiving weekend, which means many of you will be out of town, so any support will be appreciated.

I'm going to bring copies of my new chap Pardon Our Progress, with design and typestting by Christina Strong, as well as a nifty broadside created with loving kindness by Christopher Rizzo.

Oh, what a lucky man he was.

A NIGHT NOT TO BE MISSED

It's true, I'll be the MC at the Jim Behrle B-Day roast February 7th, 2004. Two things I've always wanted to do: talk at Jim without him talking back, and fill the void now that the great era of the MC (think Dean Martin, not Hammer) seems to have passed.

You gotta be there to take your shots, so send me a note and I'll put you on the list. A crop of imitators surfaced Friday night at the Commander, but that's just a start.

This, folks, is going to be fun.

Sunday, November 09, 2003

Fight!!!!



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