Want a postcard?
Would you like to get a postcard from me? Just let me know your address. I find I have a postcard from almost every place I've ever been, even after whittling away at them via https://postcardstovoters.org/ where I cannot use anything religious or political in nature.
Pleased to see sunshine and crocuses (croci?) and a published piece of mine on retirement: https://www.grandedameliterary.com/post/jubilada-is-spanish-for-retirement (after about thirty submissions for those interested in odds).
The Association of Writers and Writing Programs known as AWP has their convention in the new civic center last weekend. The building is gorgeous and enormous and we were exhausted by the last day having tramped miles, but the breakouts were interesting, particularly the sentence panel, and there were abundant offsite programs which I skipped. What a way to break my quarantine lifestyle! Over 9,500 attended this event.
I recently read Nabokov's Speak, Memory with a group from Politics and Prose Bookstore https://www.politics-prose.com/classes on zoom and was awed by his sentences, his vocabulary, his eventful youth. For release, I turned to Mary Oliver's Drunk Cousin: https://www.instagram.com/maryoliversdrunkcousin/
Wondering how to spend your creative time? Here is a list of "experiments" from Poet Bernadette Mayer: https://writing.upenn.edu/library/Mayer-Bernadette_Experiments.html
My resident urban farmer says it's time to plant potatoes. What are you planting? Veg? Flowers? Seeds of change?