Hello World

Nice to be back. The nasty, airless, dark place has receded once again and here I am in the light. Home from work with two sick kids and job hunting like crazy. As God as my witness, I'll leave Binder and Binder by Summer! Am reading Creative Visualization book left over from 80's new age craze; am visualizing fists full of dollars. Applied for a job teaching poetry at a technical college in New Jersey. Imagine getting paid to teach poetry...the mind boggles! Applied for many other jobs too, writing, editing, researching. Being home with two kids with stomach viruses has its advantages. I am appealing to the Universe (and any and all of my readers) to send a nicely paid job my way. On the poetry front, I have two features in May and a poem coming up in an anthology of mother poets. I may have mentioned that in last post. Oh well, let's just say it bears repeating! Details will appear here as time draws nearer. Am off to watch The World According to Ginger with the sick babes. And with Lady who assumes we are a dog pack that must lay on top of one another.

Acquainted With the Night

by Robert Frost

I have been one acquainted with the night.
I have walked out in rain --and back in rain.
I have outwalked the furthest city light.
I have looked down the saddest city lane.
I have passed by the watchman on his beat
And dropped my eyes, unwilling to explain.
I have stood still and stopped the sound of feet
When far away an interrupted cry
Came over houses from another street,
But not to call me back or say good-bye;
And further still at an unearthly height
One luminary clock against the sky
Proclaimed the time was neither wrong nor right.
I have been one acquainted with the night.