Dannye Romine Powell writes most of her poems propped on pillows in her bed, balancing her laptop on her lap. She does this because she is left-handed and very messy and cannot, to save her life, keep a neat desk. Her fourth collection, from Press 53, is Nobody Calls Me Darling Anymore. She spent a winter at Yaddo several years ago and enjoyed living in Sylvia Plath’s former bedroom. She’s won fellowships in poetry from the NEA and the NC Arts Council. She has spent most of her career as a journalist. Her poems have appeared in Poetry, Ploughshares, Prairie Schooner (as well as places no one has ever heard of) and now to the P list, she’s happy to add Postcard Poems and Prose.