A better night last night: everyone slept well, thank goodness, and today I'll be processing corn with my dad and otherwise keeping up with house chores. My mom is making great process, and spirits are high. She's got a long road to full recovery, but I think by some point next week my parents should be able to manage here by themselves.
Unfortunately last night I received the terrible news that a poet colleague, Kamilah Aisha Moon, has suddenly died. Rumors are that it was Covid-related, but I don't know for sure. Aisha taught for me at the Frost Place and was a dear friend and support to many. This is a terrible loss, and so many of us are reeling.
Hard times, hard times.