We all do it. We might not admit to it in polite company. But we do.
What am I talking about? No, you pervs, not that. I'm talking about googling ourselves.
When I was first beginning to publish, I did it a lot. I hardly ever do it now. Before tonight, it had been months. Since the spring, I guess.
I found a link to a poem of mine, "Ptolemaic Sunset," that appeared in New Orleans Review. It's also forthcoming in my new book.
For your reading pleasure, here 'tis.
Monday, December 19, 2005
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