Breaking Bread with a PILF

This morning we had brunch with Ken Rumble and his adorable daughter, Violet. Ken ordered the Eggs Benedict. He wore an orange t-shirt that matched Violet's dress. I should have taken a picture of Ken with Gideon, but forgot. Probably best I didn't. It would have been a shame to dash Gideon's chance at a run for the White House at such a tender age. See, Ken was in town protesting against our government.

And, he's like a weirdo poet.

Chris Vitiello and his daughter were also supposed to join but ditched us for bigger and better things. Imagine that was also for the best. I'm sure any association with C.V. would be a hurdle for Gideon. I mean, C.V. is both an anti-war protestor AND a graduate of the Naropa Institute. He's practically a hippie.

So what poets should I be introducing to Gideon? Who is going to best serve my son's rise to power? Yes, I do believe motherhood has changed the way I look at poetry.