A place to showcase poetry, thought, poetics, and trifles.
Tuesday, June 28, 2005
A visual representation of my poetics. . .I do not believe in the pretty, tidy bundles of poetry that are so neatly packaged and framed. I believe that my son, Eliot (above), has it right- but pretend the peas are nouns and the carrots are verbs. But take into consideration, also, that a lot of food did actually make it into his mouth and will be digested. It's all poetry.