Season of bloom and rain

forsythia in bloomIt’s here–the ornamental plums are in blossom and the forsythia sports its golden spikes. After yesterday’s intermittent storms, today was a calm, gray patch–at least in the weather.

Last night, I heard the always-wonderful owners of Seattle’s Open Books: A Poem Emporium are, after more than 20 years, selling the store. Do you know someone with business savvy, a knowledge of the book business, and a passion for poetry? Are you that person?

I had so many good times at that store–bought a lot of books, heard wonderful readings, read there myself, and went to a discussion on Frank O’Hara. My younger kids kind of grew up there–they got smart and started asking for Slurpees from the 7-11 a few blocks away whenever I said we were going to stop at the poetry book store. Today, instead of going to yoga, I used my lunch break to zip over to Open Books and stock up on C.D. Wright, Olena Kalytiak Davis, and Tod Marshall.

My inbox also offered up news that my recording of “Even an Ill Wind” is now posted online at RHINO.

Then, while I was writing this, my computer crashed a couple of times, forced updates, and now I’m back! I’ll take that as a good sign.