I had breakfast with
Wallace Stevens
and he said, Would you
please pass the pineapple?
I put down my coffee cup
and said, Come on,
you can do better than that.
It's years past
the time for tears.
I met a wiseman for lunch
who showed me
the nude sentence.
He said, The upshot of it
is, the conflab
is in the context.
It's years past
the time for tears.
The barber said,
Well, Walter says,
No poem is intended
for the reader, no picture
for the beholder, no
symphony for the listener.
It's years past
the time for tears.
Dinner for one, please, James -
Madam will not be dining.
Please, don't bring the wine in -
poetry plays such
funny games.
--
Andrew
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