Sentences that sing

I had a strange sensation this morning, an ‘I want to write a poem’ feeling but then I realised I wanted to write a poem I’ve already written several times. For what it’s worth, I think its ok to repeat yourself, I kind of enjoy that in other writers - sitting with them as they loop around the same intractable problem, but the desire made me read some of my last poetry book and feel a nostalgic affection for them. I don’t go back to them often, but it is interesting to me to find myself still in conversation with the emotional impulses of those poems, even if much has changed. Sharing for anyone who might need alternatives to the romantic love poems that might make you feel alienated! @bloodaxebooks

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David Sedaris first met Dawn in the front hall of their dormitory at Kent State when he was 19, and she was a year younger. “When people ask how I know Dawn, I sometimes say, ‘She was my girlfriend my second year of college,’ ” Sedaris writes, in a new essay. “I always worry, though, that it makes her look dumb.” It was a time before Reagan and computers and Run DMC—and before he came out. “Loving Dawn meant hating myself—for being gay, for being too cowardly to admit it, and, ultimately, for hurting her the way I did. I will forever be grateful that she forgave me, and that we can be in love again.” At the link in our bio read Sedaris on his lifelong friendship with Dawn.