And not enough time. But apparently I don’t believe in the concept of too much to read. Since attending the AWP conference, I have expanded the number of books, chapbooks and mags in the reading pile until it is almost overwhelming, but not really (never). One thing my mother always said was: “Books are our friends.” These days I have plenty of friends hanging around, and I keep asking for more.
Here are the titles calling to me:
“Nocturnes” by Kathleen Kirk (published by Hyacinth Girl Press); “Letters from Room 27 of the Midway Hotel” by Margaret Bashaar (published by Blood Pudding Press) Arsenic Lobster journals (2007, 2008, 2010, and 2011), You and Three Others Are Approaching a Lake by Anna Moschovakis (published by Coffee House Press) Pitch by Todd Boss (published by W. W. Norton), The Green Season by Donna Hilbert (published by World Parade Books), Poetry (April 2012), Old Filth by Jane Gardham (published by Europa Editions), Echolocation by Myfanwy Collins (published by Engine Books), Lucky Man by Ben Tanzer (published by Manx Media), Each Year an Anthem by James Goertel (published by The L. A. Rural Press), Sting and Nest by Barbara Rockman (published by Sunstone Press), Crab Orchard Review (Vol. 15, No. 2, summer/fall 2010), Arroyo Literary Review (Spring 2012), Pointed Sentences by Bill Yarrow (published by BlazeVOX[books]), Mirror Mirror by Stephanie Hart (published by And Then Press), Frameshifts by Richard L. Rose, The New Yorker (April 2, 2012), The Sun (April 2012, issue 436), The Chicagoan (issue 01), Garden & Gun (February/March 2012), and Bomb (no. 119, Spring 2012)–phew.
