Happy birthday to me. In honor of myself, here’s the best #poem I wrote as a 39-year-old.

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Not gonna lie, having kickass student feedback a month after not even being interviewed for the new tenure-track position in my department feels like very slight vengeance. I should phone it in, but I refuse.

To be a poet is to have a soul in which knowledge passes instantaneously into feeling, and feeling flashes back as a new organ of knowledge.

― George Eliot, Middlemarch

New poem up at The Orchards Poetry Journal. Page 117 here: orchardspoetry.com.

My grandma would have been 104 this year, and I still haunt her house in my mind every day.

Just got proofs for a poem I love and had forgotten was out in the world. Best day ever. ❤️✍🏼🫙

If the Monster Mash is a graveyard smash, that would mean there is an entire Graveyard Chart full of songs almost as good as the Monster Mash

None days later, full outage. How magical.

When David Ferry learned of my interest in translation, he sent me to a library in Boston with a name. I chased that name across the Iberian peninsula, and a decade later won a book prize for poetry in translation.

Amazing poet, amazing translator, amazing man. Rest in Peace.

Saddened to hear we lost Louise Glück. Her guidance helped me land my first publication as a fledgling poet, and she gave me both the most amazing backhanded compliment and amazing piece of writing advice I ever received. May she rest in peace.

Honored to receive a Best of the Net nomination from Overheard Lit. 👂

Now let's see what happens when you put a link into BlueSky...

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