Up 7:30
10 p. Poetic Closure
Form notes, 10 R&B songs. Exercise.
Walk.
Worked 10:45-1. Sent graf. That’s 10 days straight - made deal w/ self that I’ll draft some material ahead tomorrow and start polishing/sending Monday.
Placed a delivery order w/ another service for 4/19 - though we’ll need some things before that.
Finished quota of Poetic Closure by 3:30.
Started Lisa Robertson, The Baudelaire Fractal. Surprisingly readable (verse aside, her essays are hella dense). Immediately struck by generic relationship to Anna’s book — poet’s novel w/ oblique relationship to memoir/autofiction.
Bree needed a break, watched another 30 min of Merrily We Go To Hell.
Called Dad. No news is good news.
2nd walk. Grocery nearby, which decided was too small to go to safely even when they were only letting 10 people in, has closed until 4/6.
Wasted time until 7:30.
P. 54 Roberston. Moxley’s The Middle Room is another one (though that is ‘straighter’).
Had soup and leftovers around 9.
2 LEAR poems. Tired to read over a few - I don’t think much of this is good.
A few more poetry videos, almost up to date.
Finished watching the movie w/ Bree.
Right at midnight, tried to reserve a delivery time at Fresh Direct - website was hung up, presumably from traffic, and when I tried it 15 min. later, the day of slots they’d released was already full. Not great!

Haven’t been getting up to much in the evening - musically, in particular.