Meet my new friend, the viscacha. He’s got a look that is simultaneously wise, weary, and worked-over. While I can’t claim to be wise, I am definitely feeling weary and worked over by the world. Introduced this friend to my students this week and one responded with: “What does he hear that we don’t that he needs ears so big?”

As I continue to ponder that, I thought I would share some recent happenings:

• My poems “Youth” and “To Silence” were recently published in the latest issue of Pangyrus along with a short statement on their origins and meaning in a new manuscript.
• Also, my poem “Birthday Dirge” was published in Boog City.

If you’re reading this, I hope you’re managing.

Also, if you find out what the viscacha hears, do let me know.