City Poems by Méira Cook
Perhaps what I should do is try to aim for a weekly post and just say as much as I can in the time I have about the books I’ve read that week. Sadly, even…
View PostPerhaps what I should do is try to aim for a weekly post and just say as much as I can in the time I have about the books I’ve read that week. Sadly, even…
View PostIt’s all cleared away, although there’s a container of mincemeat in the fridge, several more of turkey soup in the freezer, to remind us that Christmas was here. While I was putting together course outlines…
View PostLast post of 2011, this will quickly sweep together those books I’ve finished but not responded to yet. Emphasis on “quickly”! Seymour Mayne’s Ricochet, a charming collection of word sonnets, English on one page, French…
View PostAlmost four years ago, to the day, I wrote the following post, and it seems so apropos to the time of year, to the photograph I took yesterday, that I hope you won’t mind me…
View PostStill too busy to write much. Weeks 6 through 9 of term are always crazy, head down, keep marching.I handed back assignments this week only to pick up another batch, and will do the same…
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