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Jumping up from my seat and interrupting the actors.

"ANOTHER TEACHER

The teacher’s summer ends before the heat,
Before the earth reorients her tilt.
It ends while dogs are barking cross the street,
And fat cicadas wail within the wilt
Of drought-curled maple leaves. The rest he’s built
All summer, hammock doze by hammock doze,
Must prove enough, a storehouse of repose
To nourish every new demand of fall.
The fear of having not enough—it grows
Each year—an aging engine, prone to stall."

--Timothy E.G. Bartel in Illuminations Fantastic

Major lunar standstill.

"someone who took a workshop with Philip Levine told me that he once sighed after a student read a poem, folded the poem into a paper airplane, sailed it out a window, & said, 'Next.' I think about this all the time" --@alienvsrobbins

"To stop writing sonnets was traumatic. It was like ending a long marriage."