Slowly, Surely

It's not easy coming home from such a wondrous month, but there are some things to be excited about. On my first full day back in DC, I did things I could not do in Wyoming. I usurped the internet. (The Poetry Foundation has just posted their latest "Editor's Podcast," which features "The Piano Speaks.") I read the Sunday New York Times Magazine. I caught up on True Blood. I stopped in at the Japanese market to buy a little carton of freshly marinated baby octopus, and then I ate them like popcorn--with my fingers--as I continued down the sidewalk.

I am easing my arms back around city life.