Lee Vacuumed Under a Bed

...and found a genius.

I had misplaced her or she had misplaced herself.

It was her Selected Poems.

It made me feel all better about American poetry.

And I think she's only been anthologized like three or four times.

But what was she really doing under the bed?

Consorting with the dust bunnies and sea monkeys?

I worry now that maybe she's gone over to the Dark Side.

I try to tell if her poems are a tad more "dark-sided."

She is a bit of a sorceress.

She works the casino of the poem with the best of them.

She curries favor with Grief.

She scuttles like a lobster through postmodernism and comes out the other side.

That lady based on Edith Head from The Incredibles should make her a costume.

I love that character.

If you're not a cartoon by now, you're not really listening.

Said the lover to the lover.