Drema Drudge

Autumn Nights Sangria

I finished reading a novel today and found myself with thoughts I wanted to share. Reader, I also found myself with a bottle of wine and a desire to create an autumn Sangria recipe, Midwest meets Barcelona with white wine and apple cider. Guess which I went for? (Shared, I promise. And there are leftovers.)Continue reading “Autumn Nights Sangria”

Ironic Distance

Today Word Raccoon and I spent entirely too long mulling over the terms dramatic irony and proleptic irony. While we knew what both of them were, we had not heard the latter called that, and we thought long and hard about it all. And what it meant in context, naturally. Then we heard part ofContinue reading “Ironic Distance “

Notes from the Threshold Life

Now playing: Xanadu, by Olivia Newton-John I’m writing a series of poems I’m tentatively calling Threshold. When Word Raccoon and I read Jane Hirshfield’s “Writing and the Threshold Life,” the final essay in Nine Doors, we looked at each other, eyes wide. Early on Hirshfield writes, “Every poem is a kind of threshold—between silence andContinue reading “Notes from the Threshold Life”

Meter, Poetry, and the Unfinished Tasks

Now Playing: My Life Would Suck Without You (Kelly Clarkson) I was trying this weekend to pack for a short upcoming trip. Word Raccoon opened the suitcase, pulled out some clothes we had forgotten existed, and then wandered off to wave at passing cars like she’s the pre-fall parade marshal. The suitcase is still onContinue reading “Meter, Poetry, and the Unfinished Tasks”

Word Raccoon Fashions Art Deco Bookends!

Word Raccoon didn’t spot them first. Someone else did, a thrift shop patron with a good eye for hidden things who generously pointed them out without purchasing them because they don’t collect glass. WR is thankful for that. These two frosted glass shades sitting quietly on a thrift shop shelf, their stepped shoulders stacked like littleContinue reading “Word Raccoon Fashions Art Deco Bookends! “

Code Pink

Now Playing: Paradise by the Dashboard Light by Meatloaf (The raccoon insists. Sigh.) Word Raccoon was impolite today at the thrift shop. She was in the men’s wear aisle, stroking a jacket sleeve, when a woman went by and though WR moved her cart, the woman bumped her anyway. WR must have given the womanContinue reading “Code Pink “

WR Investigates: My DNA, Apparently

Now Playing: She’s in Parties by Bauhaus So the medical group I go to asked if I wanted to take part in a DNA study to check for inherited traits and health risks. Sure, why not? They drew blood (no spitting in a tube like I was gearing up for a 23andMe llama audition), andContinue reading “WR Investigates: My DNA, Apparently”

“On Reading Crush” is Live!

I was going to just drop this link and run, but I can’t abandon a poem like that. Remember I mentioned Reading Crush a while back? My thanks to Cathexis Northwest Press for publishing it. I’m honored and a little terrified to have this one out in the world, if I’m being honest. I’m soContinue reading ““On Reading Crush” is Live!”

Word Raccoon Dubbed a Metamodernist?

It’s Labor Day weekend, planned over here as a thrifty “staycation.” Word Raccoon insists we have done plenty of the staying but almost none of the “cationing.” She got her orchard trip, but the rest of the weekend has been all work. She is furious and says she might not even go along to theContinue reading “Word Raccoon Dubbed a Metamodernist?”

I Did What Now??? SMH! Hope Your Day Is Going Better Than Mine! LOL.

I just accidentally submitted a poem with a typo in it to Harvard Review. Harvard Review. Sob. And how’s your day going, LOL? It’s fine. It’s fine. The typo was not, say, the word “poetry” spelled wrong. It was Sisyphus. Which, to be honest, I’m still not sure I can spell correctly. I keep flippingContinue reading “I Did What Now??? SMH! Hope Your Day Is Going Better Than Mine! LOL. “