Poetic Justice?

If you’ve been reading my blog for long, you know I’m a big fan of my wife Anne. I’m also a big fan of her poetry.

Apparently I’m not the only one.

She was just nominated for a Pushcart Prize.

She is honored, dazzled, surprised, delighted… indeed, giddy. And so am I. (Well, okay, I’m not surprised.)

As Anne and I were both already deliriously happy this morning, our heads full of echoes from last night’s Over the Rhine concert, we’re finding it a little hard to absorb the good news.