The new Pivot (No.53, Winter 2001-2002) includes several poems written by mine own self. One, an elegy to my brother, was greatly helped by comments here at Eratosphere; it's also one of my very few forays into blank verse.
Richard Wakefield
Congratulations, Richard. How can Art have the very good sense to publish these fine poems and the idiocy to publish Salemi's intemperate review of Rhina?