1. I received my copy of the new issue of Ping Pong. I have a poem in it, as part of the folio "Poetic Responses to Jean Arp's Poem in Translation 'What Is It?'." I'm in excellent company in the journal. My poem lives alongside work by Elaine Equi, J. Hope Stein, James Harms, and many other cool poets. Nice!
2. Two chapbooks I worked on this summer were finalists at a press I really admire, Bloof Books. Huzzah! And onward!
3. I'm sitting at my desk in my office at home. Now that it's not 100 gazillion degrees, I can actually sit up here in the attic and think deep thoughts with only the ghosts for company, as I am wont to do. Someone next door left a box of books on the sidewalk, and I can see pedestrians stopping to examine the books, then walking on with or without a book. I like catching people in the act of being interested.
4. If you tell someone you like sock monkeys, your life will become total sock monkeys. But at least you are loved.