Sunday, February 3, 2008

A Poem for Everything Green



- for Ally Fleming

My uncle once told me that poets say,
'Look at me! Don't look at me!'

My professor once told me that poets say,
'I loved the person I was when I wrote this next poem.'

My aunt once told me that poets say nothing more than,
'I am just so bloody brilliant.'

Whereas, my nephew once told me that poets say nothing less than,
'The world is just so bloody awesome.'

My green grocer agrees with my nephew's assessment,
except for his earnest inclusion of blood.

My green grocer says that poets say,
'Go on, and touch the lettuce.'

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