Put on my party dress for Humanities Washington’s fundraiser, Bedtime Stories, at the swanky (and, according to Jamie Ford, haunted) Spokane Club.
The road wound through rolling wheat fields, past single farmhouses sheltered by a few trees. I thought about the kind of hearty people who farm here, and Marge Piercy’s poem “To Be Of Use” came to mind.
Day 4 of my road trip: Odessa, Washington. I visited classes in the town’s school, then had the pleasure of reading with Spokane poet Daniel Butterworth at the Odessa library that evening. Check out Dan’s new collection, The Clouds of Lucca.
I’ve just started a 12-day poetry road trip (you can see the details on the Events page).
Day 1: the drive from Seattle to Newport, in Pend Oreille county. Here’s what I saw on my rest stop just east of the mighty Columbia river: