In the past several months I have read close to four hundred books of poetry. I must tell you all it is the most pleasant task I've ever set for myself. Splendid.
As the year comes to an end I would like to thank each and every one of you who has supported this blog.
Thank you for reading.
And thank you, thank you, thank you to all the presses who generously sent work.
Kitty Lewis runs Brick Books. Hazel Millar helms things at Book Thug. Both of these women went far beyond the call of poetic duty when I first started this blog. I cannot thank them enough, it was the support of these two women, and others like them, that gave me the confidence to actually keep doing it.
Dennis Tourbin was a poet and visual artist and a dear friend. He was a fine poet and influenced I how see the world as much as any other person I've ever known. I miss him.
So, the Kitty Lewis Hazel Millar Dennis Tourbin Poetry Prize. Or - the book I enjoyed most this year.
As much as there were dozens of books that I thought were spectacular - this didn't take much thought at all.
Nora Gould - I See My Love More Clearly From A Distance
If I could only pass on one book of poetry from all my reading this year, Nora Gould would be the ticket.
Hope Santa finds each and every one of you.
Ho ho ho.