Day 17: Louise Glück, Katherine Mansfield, Laurel Schwulst

I gotta post this now before I sleep. Features a lot of rambling. Louise Glück - The IslanderSugar I am CALLING you. Not Journeyed all these years for this: You stalking chicken in the subways, Nights hunched in alleys all to get That pinch... O heartbit, Fastened to the chair. The supper's freezing in the dark. While I, my prince, my prince... Your fruit lights up. I watch your hands pulling at the grapes. I have no idea what the heck this means but I like the way it all sounds. It might as well be a newspaper cut-up. "O heartbit" is my favourite line... I've had five Louise Gluck recommendations, so I bought a cheap omnibus edition of 12 of her collections. I have almost finished the first chapbook, Firstborn which I like okay- the poems seem quite random, coming from different personas, sometimes men, often violent. I hope I find a good one soon. For now I will settle for Beckettian gibberish. Story: Katherine Mansfield - The Singing LessonA very short story of five pages that is…