September 10, 2024

First installment of my poetry course at the Cathedral last night. I arrived 90 minutes early to effect a set-up which ended up taking five minutes. Got to sit in the quiet for a while. I think it went well. I felt back in my old form, Teacher on Fire, which I have not felt for four years. The median age in the room was probably 75, so I don’t know what effect the effort will have on the future, but perhaps it brought some pleasure in the moment. God insures that my efforts have the least effect possible, but they are not wholly prevented, so one counts that as a sort of blessing. Cold morning. I’m not used to the growing lateness of sunrise.