Joan Mitchell—abstract painter of the first order, American expatriate living on Monet’s property in France, dedicated chromophile and drunk, possessor of a famously nasty tongue, and creator of arguably my favorite painting of all time, Les Bluets, which she painted in 1973, the year of my birth—found the green of spring incredibly irritating. Delerium tremens used to be called the “blue devils” (Burns, 1787.) In England “the blue hour” is happy hour at the pub. In German, to be blue— blau sein—means to be drunk. Bird Lovers, Backyard by Thalia Field.The Cloud Corporation by Timothy Donnelly.The Mystery of the Hidden Driveway by Jennifer L.Hymn for the Black Terrific by Kiki Petrosino.End of the Sentimental Journey: A Mystery Poem by Sarah Vap.A Small Story About the Sky by Alberto Ríos.
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