Showing posts with label poetry and eggs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poetry and eggs. Show all posts

Saturday, June 26, 2010

Is a poet happiest when she is writing a poem or when she reads that poem?

Process & product.
Chicken & egg.



Speaking of eggs, hard-boil a few. Add sardines, parsley, twist of pepper, tomatoes, drizzle with olive oil. Augment with bright sun & sand. Improvise on a loaf of bread. Now, write that.