Thanks, Peter, most kind of you. Maybe it's just as well we don't know the
poet. (S)he will be All of Us.
today jooooooooodles for Partick
2008/8/30 Peter Ciccariello <[log in to unmask]>
> I found this to be quite beautiful Judy, and the unknown poem well worth
> remembering.
>
> - Peter
>
>
>
> On Sat, Aug 30, 2008 at 5:33 PM, Judy Prince
> <[log in to unmask]>wrote:
>
> > I'm feeling quite sad, remembering a friend who died a couple years ago,
> > and
> > other things.
> > Just cutting up veg for a lovely salad, and every time I score the "meat"
> > of
> > a soft avocado, I recall her showing me that trick: cut the avocado in
> > half, take out the smooth round "seed", then with the knife make cuts
> > lengthwise and then widthwise in the fruit of the avocado, and with a
> > spoon,
> > scoop it all out, leaving the avocado skin quite bare of its fruit.
> > I'm not, like so many of you brilliant folk whom I admire, one who can
> > quote
> > texts and poems and poets' names and sources; so those few lines I've
> > memorised must have some special meaning that I don't even quite
> > understand.
> > Muriel, my avocado-scoring friend, had spoken this poem to me some 30
> > years
> > ago. I don't know the title or the poet, nor have I seen it in print.
> > Here
> > it is, as she said it to me:
> >
> > "Dead my old fine hopes
> >
> > and dry my dreaming
> >
> > but oh iris----
> >
> > blue each spring"
> >
>
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