A poet I briefly met when she lived in Atlanta messaged me on Myspace. I had only heard her read once, and I loved what I heard. After a few Myspace emails, our messaging went something like this…
me: You know Anne [Sexton] and Maxine [Kumin] used to swap poems and critique each other. We should totally be Anne and Maxine.
her: So, you want to be Anne or Max?
me: Anne. I’m crazy enough, seriously.
Now, it has started, and it is exciting. I think this poetic relationship will be very beneficial.
OK…. CK the next time I see you, I’m going to smack you… because of your blog entry, I am addicted this: