Stop, Share and Taste the Poetry

April is National Poetry Month, and it goes out with a bang this Thursday (the 30th), with the second annual Poem In Your Pocket Day. Translation: Put some lines in your pocket, and share with friends and random strangers during the course of your day. You never know what might happen when you break into verse.

To get the poetry party started, I’ll go first and dish up something from the mixed-up files of KOD:

Hindsight
Mow the lawn
Mow the lawn
On and on
It goes
Go to work
Wear a clean shirt
That’s how the story goes
Meet your wife
Whom you think you know
Then one day
the soup
is scorched
and there’s nothing
To eat
but the salt of your tears.
The recipe lost,
The chef
out of sight.
Hindsight
gives you
a pain in the ass
because no one told you.
Smoky mind,
And children singing
What we should have known
Back when
But then
Reality
The recipe
was different,
and you knew how to cook.


Now it's your turn. Got a food-themed poem inside of you that you've been hankering to share? Go on, you've got a captive and hungry audience, champing at the iambic bit.

By Kim ODonnel |  April 28, 2009; 7:30 AM ET Literary Eating
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I have eaten
the plums
that were in
the icebox

and which
you were probably
saving
for breakfast.

Forgive me
they were delicious
so sweet
and so cold.

- Carlos Williams

Posted by: redweather | April 28, 2009 11:09 AM

Posted by: Abensen | April 28, 2009 11:53 AM

"Hindsight gives you a pain in the ass." Priceless. This is going on the fridge for posterity, please forgive the pun.

Posted by: esleigh | April 30, 2009 4:00 PM

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