I'm heading south this afternoon, first to Charlotte Gordon's house, then tagging along this evening to a book group, then tomorrow morning to one of her classes at Endicott College, and finally a reading at the Endicott library in the afternoon. Between the 9 a.m. class and the 4 p.m. reading, I have time to kill. Salem wax museum? Scenic Gloucester fishing boats? Falling asleep in my car? I have no idea what will ensue, but I'll let you know.

Meanwhile, here's a taste of Adrienne Rich, plucked from the anthology at random.

from Snapshots of a Daughter-in-Law

she shaves her legs until they gleam

like petrified mammoth-tusk

Oh dear. I see this immersion in Adrienne Rich's poetry will be a difficult undertaking.