Today’s roundup is brought to you by the letter O.
the cruelest month I enjoy and admire so much about T. S. Eliot’s work (personal fave: “The Journey of the Magi”), but as for his assertion that April is the cruelest month, well, that’s where Eliot and I part company. Anyone who is in any way connected to a school — teacher/professor, parent, custodian, administrator, even the students that are old enough to have shed childhood’s protective coating of obliviousness — knows that May is actually the cruelest month. All the end-of-year activities pile up in an unwieldy stack. Myself, I am juggling the Stack de Mayo in one hand, moving boxes in the other. As co-room-parent of Room 9, I find myself planning a cakewalk. Something inside me says, Never put a poet in charge of a cakewalk. Do you think it would be okay to have the kids walking around the circle to Foster the People? Whatever the Stack de Mayo holds for you, I hope your juggling act is working out okay.
Braiding the Storm Please allow me to give a shout-out to my Bay Area poetry pal, Laura E. Davis, whose chapbook Braiding the Storm is now available for pre-order here. She also has a great series of Chapbook Rookie posts on her blog with advice for those who find themselves on the chapbook trail. Did you know that the term chapbook originated from the word chapmen (or peddlers) who sold these small volumes on a variety of subjects as part of their stock?
God inside the letter ‘O’ One thing I love about the Bay Area is that there is always something literary going on. Alas, I am seldom able to attend all the events I’d like to, and I missed Bruce Snider’s reading last week, but here’s a poem by him for your Friday. Go read it to find God inside the letter ‘O.’
Short and sweet today, Reader. Must resume my juggling. Have a wonderful long weekend, and thanks for reading.