The Red Salon
The Red Salon is where we dwell
To wile away the hours.
‘Mid candle glow and constant flow
Of fresh Verona, we devour
A thousand poets’ greatest works
Relived within our home.
Their looming souls consume this room;
We give them reign to roam.
The first time I visited Robert here in what has become “our” home, we painted the receiving room red and called it “The Red Salon.” We decorated it and filled it with his many poetry books, and it became our magical space for reading aloud to each other, discussing poetry and musing. The Red Salon also became our imprint for our own chapbooks.
Over time I will add The Red Salon (and other) titles to this page. As with Middle Island Press, we are unable to print our chapbooks from home and have converted much of the early chapbook content to perfect-bound books. I do miss printing chapbooks and hope to do some special editions up the timeline.