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Thursday, May 05, 2011
The Snail Castle
More news when I get home--the iPad is not conducive to blogging.
7 comments:
Alas, I must once again remind large numbers of Chinese salesmen and other worldwide peddlers that if they fall into the Gulf of Spam, they will be eaten by roaming Balrogs. The rest of you, lovers of grace, poetry, and horses (nod to Yeats--you do not have to be fond of horses), feel free to leave fascinating missives and curious arguments.
The link didn't work, or I'd have flown, as commanded!
ReplyDeleteI am reading your book. Amazed, simply, though I have seen a number of these poems separately, they're a whole different thing when gathered together into a bouquet.
Enjoy. I wish we were a stop on your circuit!
i was going to breeze over there as well.
ReplyDeletePoo on the ipad, i guess.
Hope you're having loads of fun.
Robbi,
ReplyDeleteYes, it works! Click slowly on the title--i just checked it.
Glad you are liking the book.
Zephyr,
Oui, poo. (Oulipo.) I am. Shall share lots when i get back.
How awesome for you two!!!!!!!!!!!
ReplyDeletetesting 1,2,3,
ReplyDeletehey! one of the tornado refugees must have been logged in on my computer. ITs me! Susanna!
ReplyDeleteSusanna,
ReplyDeleteThat was confusing!
Reading tonight was wonderful...