November is poem-a-day month for the Sweatshoppe. I am excited. In the meantime I am trying to revise old poems and send them off to journal submission purgatory so they're not in my way. Kind of like sending kids to college, I guess. They will all return to me and hassle me again, but first I'll have some time for knitting a sweater and restoring a classic car and a few trips to Hawaii.