I Am Predictions of the Sounds of Tides and This

In Mexico cleaning up CUE7 and working on the new manuscript. Five new poems going, two of which mark a return to the prose poem. We'll see how how and where they go.

A new page for CD Wright is up over at Penn Sound.

"It is an execrable and damnable monosyllable, Why; it exasperates God, it ruins us."--Donne

Tim Peterson writes thoughtfully on Charles Bernstein.

A poet's life, on average, is about a year shorter than that of a playwright, four years shorter than a novelist's life, and five-and-six-tenths years less than that of a non-fiction specialist.

" . . . we're all roses, we're all crates." --Rod Smith