Clearly I've been away from this blog for a while, carrying a full teaching load, and little inclined to put much of my flagging energy here. But I never expected to have that Thomas Lovell Beddoes poem to head of this blog so long -- as if in its macabre prolixity it's emblematic of this blog itself, or even my current state.
Although the teaching has been going well, I do admit to a certain malaise, poetry-wise and creativity-wise. On lengthy commutes I've been listening to podcasts of Ideas, Philosophy Bites, Entitled Opinions, and TED Talks, Tapestry, The Sunday Edition and occasionally Poetry Magazine, while keeping informed about the wave of revolution in North Africa and other parts through The Current, and when I get home, Huffington Post and Al Jazeera. Spare hours finds me honing my guitar playing, learning pieces like Hotel California, Fix You and Wonderful Tonight to share with my class of EOL Adult learners. But lately I've drafted a new poem and done some good revisions, and -- what is the connection? -- find myself once again inclined to post here. So, as they say, stay tuned.