This will be short. I must tell you that another great issue of FOURBYTWO has come to me. [The picture is of an older issue.] This time, the magazine opens up like an accordion. The poetry is entertaining, as always. Anymore, all I ask of poetry is that it be entertaining and not too hard to understand. You see, when I read a poem by someone several decades younger than myself, and the poem references a word or a situation that is very modern, I don't always get it, and I'm too old and busy, anymore, to do the literary research necessary to understand a difficult allusion. If I were a teacher of poetry, I'd responsibly do the hard work to understand and teach the poem, but I'm not. I'm only a retired machinist who, for some reason, got an MFA along the way. Many times, I'm pretty thick when it comes to references to modern political, literary and civic situations beyond my time, outside of the material I learned in two graduate programs. Last thing in this belated blog is to say I'm only on page 81, ready to enter Chapter 13, in the final rewrite of Ghoul World. Took four days off—two travel and two visiting—to attend a birthday party in Spokane for a dear friend of my wife and myself. Travel discombobulates my psyche. I feel lost when I return home. Restarting this morning was extremely difficult. Cost me two hours to get a couple of paragraphs done, then the writing continued smoothly for awhile. A total of, maybe, five pages completed, although I added several paragraphs of new material. At this pace, the rewrite will take much longer than I planned.
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