Arizona now and finally has a Poet Laureate. Denise and I heard him read at the Sedona Public Library tonight, and he amazed and enchanted.

I took along a pocket sketch pad, but quickly put it aside after dashing off the above sketch. I had last consistently used the pad about four years ago. I close with this further riding on a better poet’s coattails:

The words to the triple acrostic:

Grave Gelid Angel, haggard yet commissioned
Grave Gelid Angel, wrenched, but took a vow
Grave Gelid Angel, Algaefied and fissioned
Although you vie to show the people how
They’re heedless of Grave Gelid Angels now.