Normally I don’t dance around my office at the end of the week, but this week has seemed quite long. Perhaps it’s the New England weather. We can never have a normal Spring. No, we have to have warm, then cold, then wet, then Nor’easters. It can be maddening. I got my bike out a few weeks ago (when it actually got almost to 60) and it’s just sitting forlorn in front of my apartment. Anyway, it’s the end of the week and I’ve been sitting here working listening to the various poets read on FSG’s cool Poetry blog. It’s making me want to read poetry, which I never do.