This week has been classic Pennsylvania winter. By which I mean that the sky and landscape are at Grey, 20%, and seem uninclined to change. I don’t even need to take a picture to show you. This is what it looks like:
Not enough detail? Oh, okay. Here:
Note the tiny frozen sun.
So my mood has not been super cheery. But I am trying to practice some gratitude. Here’s two good things:
I went to the libray Monday and had an incredible run of Library Luck.* I found 6 (six. SIX!) books I wanted to read:
- Discord’s Apple – Carrie Vaughn
- Shiver – Maggie Stiefvater
- Spider Bones – Kathy Reichs
- The World Has Changed; Conversations with Alice Walker
- The Best American Poetry 2010
- Lighten Up – Peter Walsh
Can I just say how much I love poetry anthologies? Looooooooove. All the inspiration with none of the boredom. There’s even a John Ashbery poem in there that I could partially make sense of.
Second good thing: When I was driving home at twilight, the light was blue. Blue, I tell ya. The way it gets only when there’s a lot of snow cover. It was just ethereal. I feel like I spend a lot of time writing poems where I try to describe the quality of light, and I never can capture that winter blue.
*Library Luck = When you go to the library and spontaneously find two or more books you’re totally excited to read. Six is a pretty impressive number for my small library.