To my great delight and surprise, I have learned that there are about 10,000 discreet visits to Secondhand Smoke per month, with people checking in literally from every continent except Antarctica. Better yet, since I have been keeping track, the numbers seem to be slowly, but steadily, growing. True, it ain’t the Daily Kos or Little Green Footballs—yet—but I am most pleased. Spread the word. The issues we discuss here could not be more important. And thank you all for visiting Secondhand Smoke.
Lift My Chin, Lord
Lift my chin, Lord,Say to me,“You are not whoYou feared to be,Not Hecate, quite,With howling sound,Torch held…
Letters
Two delightful essays in the March issue, by Nikolas Prassas (“Large Language Poetry,” March 2025) and Gary…
Spring Twilight After Penance
Let’s say you’ve just comeFrom confession. Late sunPours through the budding treesThat mark the brown creek washing Itself…