My tweets

• Mon, 17:18: @chrislhayes really doing a stellar job with Boston Marathon bombing. #fb
• Mon, 17:24: IMPORTANT question from @chrislhayes: "What rule of law applies to the investigation right now?" #BostonMarathon #fb
• Mon, 17:33: RT @Green_Footballs: The right wing blogs are going to be absolutely despicable for the next couple of days.
• Mon, 17:59: Yes, there are stupid questions, folks. "Is this another false flag attack to take our civil liberties" is one of them. #BostonMarathon #fb
• Mon, 18:06: Just read President's remarks on bombing. Cue right-wing outrage that he didn't use the word "terrorism." http://t.co/oVnfqUhk16 #fb
• Mon, 18:25: RT @jljacobson: RT @YesBiscuit: Put me down as "Totally fine" w/having a President who waits for facts and confirmation before spouting ...
• Mon, 19:52: RT @msbellows: It's April 15. See all those police, firefighters, EMTs helping people in Boston? This is why we pay taxes, people.

"I knew what life was for in Boston"

For several years now I've subscribed to the Tumblr  "April Is: A Poem a Day for National Poetry Month." Today's poem is a lovely, sad, bittersweet missive from Anne Sexton.

Just Once

Anne Sexton

Just once I knew what life was for.

In Boston, quite suddenly, I understood;

walked there along the Charles River,

watched the lights copying themselves,

all neoned and strobe-hearted, opening

their mouths as wide as opera singers;

counted the stars, my little campaigners,

my scar daisies, and knew that I walked my love

on the night green side of it and cried

my heart to the eastbound cars and cried

my heart to the westbound cars and took

my truth across a small humped bridge

and hurried my truth, the charm of it, home

and hoarded these constants into morning

only to find them gone.

There isn't much more to say.