Thursday, December 12, 2019


December 11, 2019

Though the pain in my foot diminished almost to nothing during the day, it was back this AM, less than yesterday, but still debilitating. Still mysterious.

Last Fantasy class. The students’ Faeries are hugely matriarchal, and also, I would think, dystopian, unlike the visions of magical perfection I rather expected when I made the assignment. Curious, and better than expectation.

Lin Lifshin has died, apparently of a fall. She was famous in our graduate school days for having poems in e very single magazine anyone had ever heard of.

No comments: