Tuesday, March 19, 2013

How is the refrigerator a casebook for managing poetry?

No, not magnets. No poems on the refrigerator (although I have no problems with them).
Consider, how cleaning out the refrigerator is akin to sorting through all your poems and giving the heave-ho to those that would best serve as mulch.

Tomorrow is garbage day and there are scraps of poems aplenty for pick-up. The refrigerator is looking quite smart, too.

1 comment:

  1. (Hypotheticals continued)

    As they stopped by the roadside
    in a particularly green stretch of field
    the daughter and her companion
    began a conversation with a purveyor

    Selling ripe tomatoes and soft cheese
    she began to talk of nothing special
    but something in her manner
    led to an inquiry of what she knew