5 a.m. Lucubrations…

… as the snowploughs drive me out of sleep & bed to the desk where I open the window against the offensive heat of a  mid-winter Brooklyn apartment building, and relax in the light swoosh of cars cruising along the Belt Parkway in 3 or 4 inches of new snow.  I haven’t read the book yet, but love the circuitous way the news of its publication came to me: … Read more 5 a.m. Lucubrations…