I’ve been conceiving of this evening of 5 languages for weeks.  Everyone has been so wonderfully compliant that it should be easy to put this idea of poetry as transcending languages and culture and its antithesis as well.  But putting the concept together and executing an abstract with my own poems is going to be really difficult.  Why can’t I just be a poet?

And there are so many other issues to worry about!

Having given up on the concept of rebuilding our building for the moment, my neighbors have been arguing about what color to paint the columns – which shade of grey.  Finally I suggested that no matter what shade we ultimately decide on, we should make sure to have a photograph of all the tenants before the house when it’s been painted.  That, we agreed on.