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NauenThen: Something's up & I can't add posts at the moment. The tech people at the Authors Guild are trying to fix it. Back as soon as possible! 

Rainy Thursday

Gonna start my tea, hang up my gi, read a little WC* ... no, that's not today's poem, just singin' on my way to my desk to say I saw a lady cardinal on the curb a few doors down; adding to the pleasure was pointing it out to a passerby, who mirrored my joy. And I ran into my old mailman Eddie on the Bowery. Once he was putting the mail in our boxes & I guess we must have been talking about our birthdays (we are exactly the same age within 2 weeks) & he said fervently, I love older women. He so clearly meant his wife—Eddie's not a subtle guy—that I was charmed forever. And went to class (rain abated enough to bike) & had lunch with Liz & it's Prose Pros* later & some work coming in & some good work sent off.

Maybe I don't need to cut off all my hair and/or move back to Sioux Falls after all.

* William Carlos (Williams)
* Basil King & Hettie Jones
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