Exaggeration

Mark Twain says it best, of course. But if one is not feeling quite so cavalier, below is Elizabeth Bishop on the subject. Before she begins her exacting and heart-tearing villanelle, you might want to look at the New York Times or the Wall Street Journal about the early demise of Bowen Press. Let's all remember that publishing well is the best revenge. Bowen Press will live on, though in what iteration, now known or hereinafter to be discovered, it remains to be seen. Wish us luck!

One Art
by Elizabeth Bishop
The art of losing isn't hard to master; so many things seem filled with the intent to be lost that their loss is no disaster. Lose something every day. Accept the fluster of lost door keys, the hour badly spent. The art of losing isn't hard to master. Then practice losing farther, losing faster: places, and names, and where it was you meant to travel. None of these will bring disaster. I lost my mother's watch. And look! my last, or next-to-last, of three loved houses went. The art of losing isn't hard to master. I lost two cities, lovely ones. And, vaster, some realms I owned, two rivers, a continent. I miss them, but it wasn't a disaster. --Even losing you (the joking voice, a gesture I love) I shan't have lied. It's evident the art of losing's not too hard to master though it may look like (Write it!) like disaster.