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Sold two poetry books in the last few weeks. Details later. Sold a poem to the Magazine of Speculative Poetry, the field's oldest periodical (except Star*line). Wade German found a poem that we wrote together three years ago. It had fallen through the cracks. Send it out last night. Trying to answer the last few questions in connection with the Rhysling nominations.

And spring

spring is full frontal
in white and gold
wall to wall green