I confess that I am late. This would not be the first time you have heard this from me and I'm sure it won't be the last. Last night when I arrived home from class, I had to finish my Grind poem and a couple other essential obligations and the clock just would not let me do this, so here I am tonight.I confess I will lead off with good news tonight. Ada Limón was named our new Poet Laureate of the United States. A very deserving choice. I had the occasion the meet Ada once at a reading in Lawrence, Kansas. One of my favorite poems of her's at the time was Sharks in the River. Not one of her best pieces but a fun one never less. Her 2015 book Bright Dead Things seemed to be a turning point in her work and I knew that there would be bright days ahead for her and her poetry.
Ada deserves this, but what's more, America will be enriched by a greater awareness of her poetry.
Today was a rough day at the office and I admit I am tired. But here I am confessing to you that life after work goes on.
I am also happy to report that I am feeling happier than not about school. It is a big change to my evenings, but I feel so far that I've been doing what I need to and that is a good feeling.
I confess I am ready any day now for an acceptance letter or two or three. Come on, I'm overdue.
I am a little disappointed in my Giants. They have gone through a rough patch. Mid-season and they need to turn themselves around.
My Essay on Plato is due in two weeks. It's coming along. I may take a break from it tonight.
I confess I believe in miracles.
My overall mood today is best described as tired and reserved. Not a bad mood but could improve. I'm not complaining, just hoping for some good news.
Until next time, stay safe, and may happiness find you.