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Jim Tomlinson, Eric Mattingly, and I will be reading InKY next Friday, March 9.

The InKY reading series is held at the Rudyard Kipling, 422 West Oak Street, Louisville. Directions at the link.

Readings begin with an open mic at 7:30 p.m.; featured readings 8:00 p.m.

I’d love to see you there.

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We are coming up on the fourth anniversary of the debacle in Iraq.

Local opponents of the war are taking this opportunity to stage a Walk for Peace from Lexington to the Blue Grass Army Depot on March 16-18. Details at the link.

Also, Bush is in Louisville today. He’ll be at the Seelbach Hotel to attend a fundraiser for Kentucky Senior Senator Mitch McConnell. You can join an anti-war protest from 4:30 - 6:00 p.m. at 4th & Guthrie. Details at the link.

Keep an eye on the Justicelist for announcements of progressive events around the area.

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Still Life with Possum Cat
Photograph by Morgan S. Williams

from Childhood is the Kingdom Where Nobody Dies

Childhood is not from birth to a certain age and at a certain age
The child is grown, and puts away childish things.
Childhood is the kingdom where nobody dies.

Nobody that matters, that is. Distant relatives of course
Die, whom one never has seen or has seen for an hour,
And they gave one candy in a pink-and-green stripèd bag, or a jack-knife,
And went away, and cannot really be said to have lived at all.

And cats die. They lie on the floor and lash their tails,
And their reticent fur is suddenly all in motion
With fleas that one never knew were there,
Polished and brown, knowing all there is to know,
Trekking off into the living world.
You fetch a shoe-box, but it’s much too small, because she won’t curl up now:
So you find a bigger box, and bury her in the yard, and weep.

But you do not wake up a month from then, two months,
A year from then, two years, in the middle of the night
And weep, with your knuckles in your mouth, and say Oh, God! Oh, God!

— Edna St. Vincent Millay, text from Poetry Speaks

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