The fiercest hearts are in love with a wild perfection.
(An Explanatory Note: The
following went up on the blog that I started after this website went
down, in mid-July of 2007. It's been on that blog since, but now that my
website is operational again, I thought that I'd repost it here.)
27 February 2007 - 27 August 2007
The Fresno Poets' Association is hosting a reading on 7 February 2008 in celebration of Philip Levine's 80th birthday, and I'm lucky enough to have been asked to be one of the readers.
After being down since the middle of last July, my website's up and running again. As soon as I have anything interesting to write, you'll be the first to know.
If my reading's a disaster, hopefully he can save the evening for us both with some hot guitar playing.
Rove, the President’s chief political adviser—the “architect,” Bush has called him, of his 2004 victory over John Kerry—has been a man of constant troubles: Valerie Plame troubles, U.S. Attorney-firing troubles, and, most of all, collapse-of-the-Republican Party troubles.
One has no talent. I have no talent. It's just a question of working, of being willing to put in the time.
My favorite Aimee memory: It’s 2000, late November.
Great news. Antoine Wilson
, a guy that I got to be buddies with while we were both living in Wisconsin
, has just had his first book come out.
All things of grace and beauty such that one holds them to one's heart
have a common provenance in pain.