Beverly Farms, April 14, 2008
A lightened life: last novel proofs FedExed—
the final go-through, back-and-forthing till
all adjectives seemed wrong, inferior to
an almost glimpsed unreal alternative
spoken perhaps on Mars—and taxes, state
and federal, mailed. They were much more this year,
thanks to the last novel’s mild success,
wry fruit of terror-fear and author’s tours.
Checks mailed, I stopped for gas, and plumb forgot
how to release the gas-cap door. True,
I’d been driving a rented car for weeks. But, too,
this morning I couldn’t do the computer code
for the accent grave in fin-de-siècle, one
of my favorite words. What’s up? What’s left of me?
A Lightened Life
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