Hello to you.
I have a lot of objects up here, but don't be frightened.
Since this is an ecopoetics series,
I thought I would read for a good portion of time
from the California poem.
And I'm going to do things a little bit opposite.
I'm going to start by reading an end-note.
Because when I was here 10 years ago at Jane Miller's
invitation, she said this amazing thing.
And it keeps showing up in poems.
And so I'm going to read my version of what Jane Miller
said, and end-note number one.
"In the East, might they think an echinoderm
is a series of snowflakes one piled up to the next?
In the West, it's that plum that is not a word.
It's something you eat.
It's full of design."
So to find out what poem that goes to,
you have to look at the book.
Actually, I have to do something technical for a moment
before I start here, so please forgive me.