Fired off my first postcard to Del. I still have some of those "Worst-Case Scenario Handbook" postcards left over from my correspondence with Cassie, so I plucked out "How to Jump from Rooftop to Rooftop," which sounds like writing.
My poem was called "Hymns of St. Bridget: Errata," and was drawn from the errata sheet at the front of a remaindered copy of the Frank O'Hara/Bill Berkson collaboration of the same name:
here in the monk-hatch where you--
"succeeded" and "awful"
"upped" and "of course"
it's divis est
Coming soon: The Collected Poems of Robert Lowell: Errata.