a vestige of thought...

Tuesday, November 15, 2005

Plums and Noodles

What makes

I have eaten
the plumbs
that were in
the icebox

and which
you were probably
saving
for breakfast

Forgive me
they were delicious
so sweet
and so cold

(William Carlos Williams)

a "good poem" (according to Garrison Keillor who put it in his book of Good Poems) when

I am cutting the noodles
in my soup, because
they are too long
and won't
stay on my spoon.

(me)

is just silly?

posted by Christy at 12:49 PM

1 Comments:

hahahahaha

I love you, Chris. :-)

3:53 PM  

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