I missed ‘Poetry in your Pocket’ Day – when you’re supposed to keep some poetry with you, to read or share with others as the situation warrants. And for most of that day, I didn’t actually have any poetry in my pocket (unless you count the poem I was working on in the little notebook in my jacket poet, which I don’t, because I was hardly ready to share it at that point), though the day before, I had been carrying some Mallarme around with me.