out of heiding in a big weigh

Whale, my bloggerissimo, as you can see, I've been busy.

For poetry thing, I don't think I never did tell ye that I've a poem, "A Soup on the Tray," in the Spring issue of Ploughshares, edited by Kevin Young. Ye can read it here. Or get the whole issue. Young's poetics comes through in his editorial choices. Many poems employing repetition, for example, evoke the blues in a way not dissimilar to some of Young's work.

And a few poems in the latest Chicago Review, a special issue devoted to Kenneth Rexroth and to the magazine's sixtieth year. Some great Rexroth correspondence in the issue, for one of many thing. Plus a happy accident of a long Fanny Howe poem set in Ireland just preceding this blogger's poems.

So, here I doth grow into two become one equals three. I'm 38.5 weeks preggers and living in Ireland. So, have been watching what sing my body morph and reading Irish poets, particularly Paul Durcan .and Eavan Boland. For my recent birthday, I did get Paul Muldoon's Oxford Lectures, so I'm now diving into those what hears. Anyone else reading these?