Showing posts with label unfaithful poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label unfaithful poetry. Show all posts

Monday, October 11, 2010

In which ways are poems unfaithful?

As love affairs with the seasonal – ripe and necessary. Go write/be with that poem about pomegranate or persimmon. Pears will understand and hold no malice for your action.



Isn’t it comforting to know that you can get a good lemon year-round.