I was planning to link you to my Ovidian poem "Driving Lesson," scheduled to appear this morning on Best Poems. However, it's not there yet; so if you're interested, you'll have to check back later and see if conditions have changed. Otherwise, I have nothing much to report, except for snow, plenty of snow, and a couple of cranky children who had to go to school anyhow. Anyone who is everyone in the poetry world (or so the Facebook posts might lead one to believe) is presently at AWP, but I wrote about that last year and have nothing new to say. I expected to be driving to Massachusetts today, but the snow says no, so instead I have a day to fill with something else, most likely my regular schedule of editing and anthologizing and laundering, but who knows? I'm feeling reflective yet unformed, possibly gloomy, perhaps merely patient. Sometimes it's hard to sort these things out.
P.S. Here's "Driving Lesson" after all.