Unusual day

in that I got a good night’s sleep and just had a cup of good strong tea and a bowl of oatmeal.

So this is what normal people do. Interesting…not sure I’m in favor, exactly, but I do dimly remember this.

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I have a couple of poetic irons in the fire — don’t want to say too much right now, but if you keep a good thought out there for me, especially on one of them, I’d be much obliged.

One is a fait accompli of which I’m unjustly proud that I hope to be able to mention in a day or so; the other, much larger one, will take a while, I think, to come to fruition.

I know — not much to go on, but I do have a few superstitions, and not talking about good stuff too early is one of them.

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I just cut a long section of this post that I’d posted earlier because I realized that I’d just written a Zero Point Zero column. You can read it over at Gotpoetry.com.

 
The Zero Point Zero Regular Column!

Very much more than Nothing!