"The River" + 3

Oh, the weather outside is frightful, but my news is so delightful:  I'm happy to be a featured writer over at Platte Valley Review online, together with such great folks as LeAnne Howe, Fred Arroyo, and others.  Many thanks to the beautiful writer Allison Hedge Coke, the editor there, for inviting me to submit--and then, to my surprise, publishing not only 3 poems but also a story!  It's my North Dakota story, "The River," which I really love.  (I kind of wrote it for my husband's father, who was born and raised in North Dakota, and who's having serious surgery today down in Louisiana.  Best of luck, Douglas dear.) 

Many thanks, too, to the lovely Laure-Anne Bosselaar, who encouraged me so nicely about the amuse-bouche "Chicken Sandwich, Alone, Café."  (Relax, my veggie friends; it's a persona poem.)

If you should be so kind as to go read any of it, please be forewarned that the margins are a little hinky.  The folks at Platte Valley are still working out the bugs.  (It's all much easier to read if you print it out.)

I'm hosting the talented poet James Harms for lunch today and so need to haul myself away from my desk.  He's here as a candidate for the Prairie Schooner editorship.  (Wistful sigh.  Hilda, no one can ever replace you.)