Weather has been creeping toward winter, but (I could be wrong) less steadily than last November. The evenings and nights have been in the low to upper 20s. But the days are still getting up to the high 50s. Today … Continue reading →

This is the opening of Billy Collins’ “The Long Day” in the November issue of Poetry: In the morning I ate a banana like a young ape and worked on a poem called “Nocturne.” In the afternoon I opened the … Continue reading →

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