Sunday, February 14, 2010

THREE for
THE OLD POET SAYS


“Won't you shut up?”
they asked him.

“Likely not,” he said,
“in this lifetime.”

*

“Yes,” he said,
"I do some

of my best
thinking

at sixty
m.p.h.”

*

“Words,
like fruit.

Pluck
the ripe ones.”


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