Summer came too fast to the Delaware Valley. I'm backed up on obligations, constrained by heat, finding it hard to fit all that I need to do into these long days. Seems like the perfect time to rethink The New Purlieu Review, which needs a burst of inspiration, infusion of others' input, and some old-fashioned shameless self-promotion.
Check back in July for the new New Purlieu Review.
Sometimes a vague, amorphous stretch of years assumes a shape/And then becomes an age, and then a golden age alive with possibilities -- John Koethe, "Ninety-fifth Street"
