My month in paradise has come to an end & I have returned to . . . paradise. It is lovely to be home, though it's going to take a while to get through the mail. I already feel a bit of nostalgia for BMC, but am also carrying forward certain consolidations in my work that were achieved. I also already miss the people I shared the month with -- the good news is that we'll be setting up a group weblog in order to carry forward the conversations begun in paradise. That dynamic -- between Eden & the World -- can be very rich, for those of us privileged to experience it. The first time I went to BMC fifteen years ago, I felt as if I deserved it; no one deserves such a luxury, but sometimes one is lucky. The problem then is how to live up to one's good fortune. To have had those conversations, to have listened to the crows, to have seen the loons on the lake, to have watched through the clear water huge bass hanging motionless . . . that exerts a responsibility.

Author: jd

Joseph Duemer is Professor of Literature Emeritus at Clarkson University in northern New York state. His most recent book of poems is Magical Thinking from Ohio State University Press. Since the mid-1990s he has spent a good deal of time in Vietnam, mostly Hanoi. He lives with his wife Carole & five terriers (four Jack Russells & one Patterdale) on the stony bank of the Raquette River in South Colton.

3 thoughts on “Home”

  1. joseph, have you ever seen House Organ that kenneth warren publishes out of lakewood, ohio where he is librarian? (next to cleveland: 1250 belle avenue, lakewood, oh 44107) current issue number 63 summer 2008 has an essay/prose poem titled “our feelings reach out beyond us” by john olson (someone i don’t recall reading before). edward mycue

  2. Ed, thanks for the tip — I’ll look into it. And thanks for the poem you sent while I was away — I’m going to post it here if you don’t mind.

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