Friday, June 16, 2023

Workshop, grasses and fox.

 1. Zoom workshop. One participant has their camera covered because where they are, it's after 11pm. Someone reads lines addressed to their gauzy image -- but there is no response. Thousands of miles away, a poet sleeps.

2. The evening sun shines down the slope and through the various, various grass heads.

3. 'There's the fox.' And sure enough, there he is in the middle of the lawn, glaring at us drinking wine on a school night. 

Conference morning, break time and memory.

1. Waking up in a huge snow-crisp hotel bed, rather keyed up, but ready for a day in the company of other editors. 2. I take a moment to sit...