And, Robert Pinsky reminds me of Matthea Harvey because of the 2010 Key West Literary Conference which accommodated them both and gracefully held all the tensions from formal to free and everything in between. And, Key West reminds me of poetry and oceans, and oceans of the want bone, and the want bone of Robert Pinsky and Robert Pinsky of Matthea Harvey. Though, of course, each is his/her own beautiful universe in and of him/herself. And, this one is for the musical Ms. Harvey.
from If Scissors Aren’t the Answer, What’s a Doll to Do? / by Matthea Harvey
The dotted lines go everywhere. Up the ceiling and around the chandelier. Down the basement steps and into the lint tray.