Meager poetry? At the hand of a bleak poet?
With lush Spring (petunias and iris, particularly bearded) it's a stretch to the bleak.
The same with food. Verdant green asparagus and blood oranges still at the market. Strawberries which fulfill a mouth's expectation. Yes, today, buy more.
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Monday, April 25, 2011
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