Archive for December 2007
“Jimmy Guterman’s Jewels and Binoculars” will return some time in January. Ho ho ho, everybody.
There’s Jane, the kids, the G-chord at the beginning of “Powderfinger,” and not much else. But I do want to acknowledge, on my blog, that I believe, deeply, in the serial comma.
No one thought to stop the fighting, because it looked like part of the act.
“It’s only a song.”
“But you wish things between you two were that way?”
“Of course. That’s why I wrote it.”
“But it’s been a good week for us. I sold my novel, after a bidding war, for $11 million, and My Poet had a poem taken by a well-known literary journal, which gave form in the payment of an origami swan made out of her recycled submission.”
from Naheem Murr, “My Poet,” in the July/August issue of Poetry