hello poems, hello world

I have been searching for poems and music since we moved into this house.  We moved in and never looked back.  We have boxes in the basement that we have not touched since we started parking in front of the house.  The rules say that we should just get rid of them.  That would include my cookbooks and many of my other books so we are not following that very tempting rule.  I still don't have room for all my books upstairs.

I'm covered with dust.  The basement is under reorganization due to the bathroom remodel so a few things have bubbled up including a box of poetry and a box of music.  But not the poems I was looking for!  I found Broumas so you'd think I'd find Bell!  He's not my favorite poet, but one of his poems has a line that I never forget:

...don't let them tell you I didn't love your mother
I loved her....

But what poem, what book?

I did find all the books that tell me how to be a writer and William Carlos Williams stories.  Apparently I carried a box of books directly to the book case in my room and promptly put something in front of them.  Jane Miller is back.  I have two copies of American Odalisque and I did find Memory at These Speeds.

 The best part is that poetry is back and I'm not in pain or mourning.  Poems, I missed you.