Postscript

After a bit of research (which our librarian is ashamed to say she did not do before), she would like to state for the record that she now knows "I Know There's an Answer" is, indeed, a Beach Boys cover.

Ah, summer...a perennial time of transition for our other poeta, Elizabeth. She also recently graduated - from library school - but finds herself ungainly and unemployed, and living the cliche of living with her mother. She is, however, trying not to be anxious about the lack of a job and morose about the end of her grad-school existence in Boston and the people that filled it. Because here's another cliche - and what are telenovelas for if not cliches - everything passes and everything changes, and sometimes what's on the other side is wonderful in this way you couldn't have imagined before.

And of course, there are the people who stay with you as both of you change and move, and our other contributor is, of course, the paragon of this sort of person. A reunion in the flesh is on the horizon; perhaps you will hear about it, dear reader.

Hum to yourself, if you will, a theme song for our librarian: "I Know There's an Answer" by Sonic Youth, which contains the simple yet potent phrase "I know there's an answer, but I know now that I have to find it by myself." Stay with us as Elizabeth tries to find answers in bike rides, library books, poems, and journeys to Kentucky, Indiana, and California.

Well, ladies and germs... It has been a spell since our last installment of las poetas desesperadas, and much has transpired in the lives our heroines.

Of late, Clare has finally graduated from university and finds herself happily married and gainfully employed. She is surprised by the stability and tranquility of her life to such an extent, in fact, that she feels she outside looking in at times. The summer and her part in it is absolutely idyllic.

The only thing she feels she's missing is the opportunity to write. Yes, dear reader, she feels a lack of writing in her soul, down deep. And so she must write. She misses, also, her muse and friend, who helps encourage her by her very existence to tap into that creative part of herself. Hopefully that friend will have an installment soon; watch for it here next time, on LAS POETAS DESESPERADAS...