Wednesday, August 10, 2005

Tuesday, Walking

Tuesday morning, out walking Greta, I discovered a lovely little park only a few blocks from my house. Yes, I have been living here almost 19 years, and yes, we always wished there was some place close by to take the pooch, especially if one only had time for a short walk and didn't want to jump in the car. (Our usual routine on weekday mornings is some version of a two-mile walk.) And yes, I feel dumb that it took me so long to go here. All one has to do is turn west on Grafton/Garfield at the bottom of my block and go a few short blocks to Victoria or Ramsell, and then go uphill. At the top there is a large garden of native plants, seating, views (well, if there's not fog), a large fenced-in community vegetable garden, an area where people apparently do Tai Chi and so on, and, behind a rock wall, a large running area where dogs can be off leash. I'm shaking my head in awe, still, a day later.

We are talking about process in our poetry group. We are not in crisis, but talking is good. As with my discovery of the little garden, one can be walking the same path for years and not see what is right under one's nose. Interestingly, it seems, a few people have come up with similar ideas to try, independent of the others. This is a good sign, I think, of our being able to work together, of being on the same page, as they say in corporate-speak. (Ideas include having someone other than the poet read the poem a second time, modeling the kind of criticism one would like to receive when one is talking about another's poem, bending over backwards to approach the poem on its own terms...)

Speaking of corporate-speak, I have an interview on Thursday--3 1/2 hours. I don't even know if I want the job. I'd love to be able to work in publishing with a garnish perhaps of academia (part-time college teaching). Oh well. we'll see. My dear sister was visiting last week and helped me buy a very convincing interview suit. That alone could get me a job.

d-

9 comments:

Beverly said...

Whoa Diane! 3 1/2 hrs? Sounds like a stress test more than an interview. I wish you well. May you find the perfect job with the perfect boss just around the corner, like your new park.

Robert said...

And please wear your interview suit to the next meeting of our poetry group!

Diane K. Martin said...

Hehe... Interview only lasted half that time. I was home in time for a late lunch. But I'm very tired. I am a true introvert, can manage being face to face with strangers, but it takes a lot out of me and takes me a while to recover.

And suit or no suit, I don't think I got the job. I may be too good a writer! My resume makes me sound like I should be superwoman, but in reality I'm just a woman who needs a job.

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Lisa said...

Will continue to keep an eye out on your behalf, Diane.

see you soon -

Lisa