Suzanne, I love what you say about poetry and time: "To step outside of time, to be utterly oblivious to its passage, only happens when you are doing the thing you were born to do." I feel exactly the same way about writing poems. The total absorption it requires gives the illusion of an escape from time. And also from self (though poetry is at the same time an expression of the deepest, truest self—for better and worse). To be immersed in writing a poem is to know the bliss of self-forgetfulness. I share your bafflement about why it can be so hard to sit down and make space for that immersion to happen.
A while ago I couldn’t find the
Scienter Press website and was afraid that David Leightty had closed up shop. But now it’s back, and it seems that there are still copies of
Calypso available. It’s a book that no Suzanne fan should be without.