Marilyn Kallet was born in Montgomery, Alabama, and grew up in New York. She is the author of 14 books, including Circe, After Hours, poetry from BkMk Press, and Last Love Poems of Paul Eluard, translations from Black Widow Press.
A tender-hearted friend who loves cats, and who bears some resemblance to Jim Morrison, just told me that he was prevented from visiting Jim's grave at Pere Lachaise in Paris.
The "collective shop" in which we're tinkering is Red Room, and Lewis Hyde was right. Writers thrive on the unobstructed circulation of creative ideas.
Last Sunday at Jewish Book Day, Borders Books in Knoxville, we filled the store with poetry, stories, laughter and tears, and Klezmer music, of course!
Right before finals, students become more friendly. Some undergraduate males behave affectionately, and try to touch me, to pet me. Sometimes I'm not fast enough to stop it.
I remember the day Ike beat Stevenson, and how my parents and grandmother cried. "This country needs a President with brains!" Grandma said. I hope she's looking down at this!
When I went to pick up my book-jacket photos yesterday, I had a shock. No, I don't mean the photos themselves. They just threw me into a depression. But let me back up.
Had an offer from a professional photographer to do a book jacket photo for "Packing Light," the new poems. I was disappointed by the results. Tell me what you think.
I'm getting ready to walk the copyedited manuscript over to the post office, to Fed-X "Packing Light" back to the book designer. It took me longer than it should have to mark up the pag