Every day is Christmas

The good people at the Brooklyn Rail have some newish poems up by yours truly, and the mysterious R(r)s over at oona, who have taken to reading books by candlelight while the lights are doused in the city, have some smarts to impart re: Common Time, a copy of which can be had for the rock-bottom, altruistic price of $9.99 over at SPD.  If you're a reviewer, you can get it for nothing--just drop me a line and I'll send you something to help pass the time until Con Edison gets its shit together.