Poetry, Rally, Rambling and Peace

Today was one of those days when I had a million things to do and all I really wanted to do was write poetry and take a nap! I accomplished the nap! Hurray for me! I just found out the other day that I was accepted into the low-res MFA program at Queens University in Charlotte, NC. Hurray for me again! They were effusively enthusiastic about my portfolio of poems I sent them. An advisor called me and read what the faculty had said about my poems. All good. Now, I just have to find funding. I'm applying for a scholarship and have to write an essay, so I was up at 3:00 am. writing. That took me until about 5:00 a.m.  Then I started work on another article for a website, read some of Julian Young's biography of Nietzche, tried to go back to sleep, but to no avail. So I stayed up, ate breakfast, yada, yada, yada...THEN, my husband and I watched the Jon Stewart/Stephen Colbert Rally for Sanity. It was really fun! I only watched about two hours of it, so I missed Stewart's closing speech, but found it later on a Rolling Stone webpage. I had to leave to do part of this gig I've been working on at the CU Museum of Natural History. My friend Lew Forester and I went in to read poems that were recorded for the interactive part of the poetry/science station. We read poetry by Mary Oliver, Veronica Patterson, Robert Frost, Richard Brautigan, Yeats, Danielle Legros Georges (Haitian poet) and Pattiann Rogers. This was fun also. On the way back home, I stopped into the local pizza place in Lyons where my husband and neighbor were watching my alma mater, the University of Iowa, soundly stomp Michigan State's football team. I think the score was something like 37 to 0!!!! I know I'm just rambling and the fact is, I'm tired and I'm sick of looking like my long-dead, paternal grandmother in every damn photo that is taken of me. I can't wait until my hair is proper again so I don't have to wear scarves or headbands or hats! I have made progress with my weight gain, however, in the photo above you can't really tell because I'm in black. But believe me, that skirt is a large, albeit, in the teenage girl's section of a boutique in Moab where I bought it. Next weekend, I'm off with friends to Socorro, NM to watch the cranes and snow geese migrate. I can't wait to hear that tidal sound again of thousands of birds in the air. I can't wait for that peace.