A brief announcement before I get into today’s post: The paperback of my most recent novel, A Sleight of Shadows, came out a couple of weeks ago.
The book is Seamus Heaney’s (not a surprise in my house) North (which I am taking as a good omen because this is the signed copy I found in a used bookstore for $2 years ago). The poem on p. 17 is “The Digging Skeleton (after Baudelaire).”
The book is Seamus Heaney’s (not a surprise in my house) North (which I am taking as a good omen because this is the signed copy I found in a used bookstore for $2 years ago). The poem on p. 17 is “The Digging Skeleton (after Baudelaire).”