My literary stocking overflowed this December. but I was so busy I didn’t have time to mention it to anyone but those who saw the stack of magazines on my coffee table. I’m taking it as a sign of the new year, a flowering, perspicacious publication kind of 2017. I also found a late December rose, two blooms that opened up and held for a miraculous week. All good omens for a new year. No matter what November made me feel, I’m feeling optimistic now.
Thanks to Dan Veach, outgoing editor of The Atlanta Review, for selecting my poem “Rain Dance with Redwood” for this new issue. Judging by California’s rainy season, and the impending “monster storm,” I think the dancing works. Here’s the first of four big print publications I have work in this winter! I’m so jazzed and so hopeful. A good state for January. Happy shiny, new 2017!