Woke up this morning to about an inch and a half of snow. Lucas woke up a little after me. The minute he saw the snow he jumped on top of his toy box next to the window, pressed his face against the glass and shouted "Snow! White, daddy! White!" Yes, Lucas, the snow is white. Then he went back into our bedroom to wake up his mother and tell her the same thing. Poor guy. He, unfortunately, had to go to daycare this morning and there is no snow in town.
I'm a touch sick. I feel a little pressure in my brain and when I cough, my head hurts. Yuck.
We read Chelsey Minnis's book Zirconia today for my avant garde poetry class. I didn't ask whether it was avant garde. I think my class will thank me for that later. She uses long ellipsis throughout the text, and Cole Swenson talks about it here. Many of my students chose to bypass the ellipsis as "things." So we read the text both enforcing the ellipsis and bypassing the ellipsis. Both situations, of course, create independent performances which creates different works of art.