we sisters three

marvelous friday the thirteenth. all three sisters were favored by the superstition gods. the planets are aligning for us, finally. very good long chat with poet prof this afternoon in small room teeming with canadian books. i wanted to peel open every cover at once. tried to remember titles with little success. very full weekend ahead: literary fair, another perennial sale, donuts at the market, walking around the city, exam preparation, writing, writing, writing, pink cupcakes and tea party sandwiches for the little one. bottle of wine tonight and mocambopo poetry night. wish i could forget about my birthday. a bit of self pity that i am not with my family. however, i will be with a canoe, a river, and spirits -- lovely.