Once was lost, now is found

I discovered just today that two found poems I had submitted to Verbatim Poetry had indeed been accepted, even published last May and June. (See links at left.) This caps off an amazing run over the last two weeks, including six at RiverLit, one at Mom Egg, one at Parody, and one at Centrifugal Eye. My poems seem not to get accepted in any steady sustaining way, but rather like giving birth:  much waiting, then big result. Come to think of it, that's how I write. As above, so below.

All About Ides

I learned just today that the Ides of March is the exception rather than the rule. Today was the Ides of January, the 13th. Only March, May, July, and, October have their Ides on the 15th. It is supposed to be the day of the full moon, thus, the middle of the shorter months falling on the 13th, just as the 15th is supposed to be the day of the full moon for those months with 31 days. Obviously, the Julian calendar was long overdue, and there has been enough precession to make us need an adjustment again. But, seriously! aren't you glad to know what Ides actually are?