Five poems of mine just appeared this morning at talking about strawberries all of the time. Many thanks to Malcolm Curtis for giving them a home.

(One of them had already been rejected twenty-five times. Is it weird that I was secretly disappointed that I’d finally broken that streak?)


Another bookmark has turned up. Curiously, this bookstore has the same address as Blue Whale. Now, I’ve only been to Charlottesville once. Google Maps says Blue Whale is there now, so I must have visited when it was still Seanchai and the Blue Whale came to me later, tucked inside a used book.

A bookmark from Seanchai Books in Charlottesville VA. The text reads, Selling new, used, and rare books of and about Ireland. We Buy Books.

Now playing:

Cover image of Julian Lage's album, Speak to Me, showing a black and white photo of Lage looking out at us with a calm expression

📚 What I finished reading in March.


Last, next.

101: Kraft Plus (Wednesday Blue)
102: Signs of Spring (Quaker Ladies)

Two Field Notes memo books side by side: one used, one new

Last week, I finally made it to Subtext Books in downtown St Paul for the first time. Absolutely one of the best bookstores I’ve ever been to.

Two bookmarks from Subtext Books, one side showing a splattering of black ink, the other side largely blank but labelled Notes; in the center of both, a faint round stamp that reads: Subtext Books Downtown St Paul MN Established 2012

(Original series here, with subsequent discoveries here.)


📚 What I finished reading in February.


My poem, “Leaving the Story Unfinished,” has just appeared as part Dusie’s long-running Tuesday Poem series.


Last, next.

100: Leap of Faith (4,704c)
101: Kraft Plus (Wednesday Blue)

Two Field Notes memo books side by side: one used, one new

Now playing:

cover image for the Pauline Oliveros album, Ghostdance, showing a black and white photo of a bare room with a person moving near the far wall; the photo was taken with a long shutter time, so the room is saturated with light from the two windows, and the figure is blurred and indistinct, ghostly in her movements