Showing posts with label shoes and persimmons and poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label shoes and persimmons and poetry. Show all posts

Friday, January 31, 2014

Shoes

Red, of course.   The connection to poetry?   Every poem benefits from an accent of red, whether explicit or implicit.   And food?   Who doesn't smile at a pomegranate or a red apple or a tomato? Who doesn't love a red sauce?

P.S. Uncertain about ink -- a bit strident, don't you think?