Thursday, October 13, 2011

Buttons. How many buttons does a poem require?

Yes, I'm thinking words are so like buttons. They fasten one thing to another and when not, miraculously all is revealed.


Button mushrooms. I fancy a full range of fungi. A full range of arranged words, too.
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  1. SusanOctober 17, 2011 at 3:04 PM

    Drawer full

    such a round and flat world,
    that of buttons and button holes
    and button-holing someone
    in a corner, a triangle
    and a round and a flat--

    anyone up for a cold thimble of hope and mischief?

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