Monday, December 30, 2013

Is writing a poem possible when there are no fuyu persimmons left in the market?

Yes. Consider the questions.

How many poems are about loss?  How many about denial? How many about walking through loss to a place of possibility?  How many whose core is trust?

How many questions do poems and food share?

1 comment:

  1. The forager had a memory of rain during a time of drought
    and imagined himself sailing a great ship down the Nile.
    People covered themselves in elaborate hats and threw stones
    into the raging river. They arranged a small dance and painted their faces.