i. sometimes i will be somewhere and i will hear a song and i will think softly to myself: "this. this is the first song of the rest of your life." sometimes this happens in a store, like the snack aisle of a safeway at eleven pm on a saturday night. the flourescent lights dim for a moment, and i will sneak a look around to see if my fellow aisle-
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i had never taken a poetry class either, but i also teach high school english and felt like i wasn't giving poetry the weight it deserved. my favorite poem is probably 'mirror' by sylvia plath or 'scheherezade' by richard siken. most poetry is hard for me but the right poem will just sort of seize me.
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i'm going to try to squeeze in one more yuba river dip before the indian summer is over. right by nevada city (so magical!), about 3 hours. i'll call you and pick you up on the way whenever it happens!
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