T.S. Eliot wrote that the “naming of cats is a difficult matter.” Mommy Kitty had many names like: the Flufftress, the Fluff Monster, the Fluffness monster, Fluff wad, Fluffikins, and Princess Fluff. I’ll miss that cat, whatever her name.
In Sebastopol there is a wonderful network of poets and poetry lovers organized by Larry Robinson. Every few months, he invites people to a poetry salon. I’d call it an evening of conversation speaking only in poetry and song. It’s an amazing experience if you ever get the chance.
A couple of years ago, I heard Bill Denham recite the first section from Mark Doty’s “Atlantis.” I recall being in awe at the poem and Bill’s reading. I revisit this poem every so often, I still get choked up every time I get to “he is where we’ll be hit first, / he’s the part of us / that’s going to get it.”
Bill is also the letterpress artist who made my first broadside. When Bill emailed me this morning to tell me a about a book of poems he’s publishing, that’s something I have to support.