How strange to be loving Irivne, but I am. The mountains are out and the people are special (though most are out of town right now). I think it's being about to leave that's bringing on this surge of affection. Because I am officially 90 percent sure that I'm moving to Seattle and really excited about that, too--getting into the mood by scoping out cute 1-bedrooms on craigslist. Anyone want to influence the final decision?
Ran into a poet in the half price shoe store (in Tustin!) and suggested a table-sharing agreement for AWP next year. Then I heard Jorie Graham interviewed on the radio on the way home. She is really earnest--she thinks small acts of creation form a "numinous envelope" around the earth--but also smart and nuanced about politics, much like BH whose work I'm trying to describe in the intro to my interview with her. It's an interesting feature of our poetic-historical moment: poets trying to make passion and urgency coexist with an ironic sensibility and a sophisticated understanding of the pitfalls of political speech. It seems awfully difficult to pull off, but they get a lot of points for trying.
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