I read some poems in front of people last night. I haven't done that in a very long time. The sequence revolved heavily around Catholicism and outer space, which wasn't entirely planned, but I guess that's the way it happens sometimes.
There's nothing quite like sharing work with a room of people you admire and having it turn out that they might admire you a little, too. I'm trying to learn how to handle that.
In other news, here's Frank O'Hara: