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Thank you, dear Judith.
Thanks for blogroll addition. Judith Fitzgerald is madly in love, surprisingly requited, withwords,from Hopkinsesque compounds to(sprung) amphibians serving as two or more parts of speech to others invisible but suggested. Nice music--and Muse too.
Judith Fitzgerald's world-class writing, be it prose or poetry, is both powerful and brilliant. I own every book the stylist's written and always look forward to her next one. In my opinion, she is sadly "neglected" in ourcountry because she writes her version of the truth without pandering to the lowest common denominator or the authors of the books she chooses to evaluate. Tom Dilworth worked with her during her time as writer in residence at the University of Windsor. He told a local reporter he thought she was probably a genius (not to mention his sense that she is North America's finest poet). I concur. I have always found her books consistently and infinitely intriguing, profound, playful, and provocative, not to mention presciently resonant with -- and revelatory of -- the horror and beauty of our strange new world. Without question, her work is worthy and deserving of a wider audience, a fact which you, Mr. Wilson, have taken steps to correct on your excellent Books, Inq.: The Epilogue Blog. I, for one, am genuinely grateful you've elected to list her Writesite among the Poets' Sites you've already identified. Good on Judith. Good on you. Good for readers of works of value, too. For this, I sincerely thank you.