Emanations: 2+2=5

I was thrilled to receive in the mail a jumbo copy of Emanations!

 As an earthquake victim buried under rubble for half hour, 

with seventeen days in the hospital for various surgeries,

then four months on my back as I tried to get up, via physiotherapy,

then more months as I realized I needed pins in my ankle if I was to walk,

then full body anasthesia again to remove the implement in my broken arm,

and to insert pins into my right ankle, and then more post-op recovery, exercise, 

and physiotherapy... I was feeling exhausted. 

 I had had no access to any reading material other than Twitter,

and the books that my friends bought me, during all this time. This includes 

a tattered copy of world poetry

that belongs to Wayne Amtzis, and a book about a dog written by Jack London, 

which formerly belonged to Sara Shneiderman's 8 year-old son Sam, if I'm not mistaken. 

Both of these were excellent (the Chetan Bhagat and Jhumpa Lahiri bought

by other concerned friends I declined to read, because I don't read Bhagat or Lahiri.) 

So I was very thrilled to see a jumbo anthology by my bedside,

in which my story had not just been published, but also seem to have a number of other works

which kept me reading throughout the blackouted nights. This was a good sign.

So I hope you will get Emanations, a copy thereof,

because there is a lot there you won't find in mainstream journals. 

And I say this not just because I am on the board,

but also because I think you will genuinely like it. 

(End of crappy poem #78. The great thing about having a blog 

is that you can write things like this 

and none of your 12 followers will mind, or even notice.) 

You can buy Emanations from Amazon.

Emanations' blog:

http://iaemanations.blogspot.com/