One of my big regrets is allowing my knowledge of Italian to fade away.  I took a lot of Italian language courses  at Kent State.  My three major accomplishments: reading Dante's Inferno, a Calvino novel and Pirandello's most famous play (Sei Personaggi...).  Which is probably why I've ordered the new bilingual edition of Pier Paolo Pasolini's poems.  I want to get some of that lovely language back into my head.

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The other day I wrote a new list poem for Eileen's Truck list poem project.

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I'm still not totally clear of fluishness.  And yet I lifted heavy snow for forty minutes today.  Didn't get it all. Still need to do the sidewalk. But the coughing fit seemed to mean STOP.

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Am nearing the end of I THINK YOU'RE TOTALLY WRONG: A QUARREL by David Shields and Caleb Powell.  Question driving the book: better to live an art-driven life or an experience-driven one?  It's worth checking out.  For what's it worth, it looks like it's going to be turned into a movie.

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Funny how when you're trying to learn music it gets harder and harder to listen to it for pleasure.

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