Poetry, poetics, with occasional forays into other arts and politics
Tuesday, April 07, 2009
My copies arrived this afternoon in a little white van -- the kind of unmarked van notoriously used by terrorists. But this one brought, well, a different kind of explosion. The books look perfect -- not a flaw I can see. My partner and I popped a bottle of bubbly. What a wonderful feeling! Only happens a few times in a lifetime, that.