let me tell you of last night!
a small gathering of people, some familiar, some not. books on every wall. a table spread with delicious things. poetry, poetry, poetry! aloud! voices rising, sweetening the air. thoughts ping-ponging silently, knowingly.
billy collins, wendell berry, madeleine l’engle, william carlos williams, lucy shaw, e.e. cummings...
in the expressions of these, i find refreshment. hilarity. wonder. anticipation.
it would be nice to read aloud more often. to each other. not rushing.
Saturday, April 4, 2009
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