"Who else would have eight tomato plants with individual trelisses and only come up with 590 tomatoes?"
—E.R.T.; The Blind Chatelaine's Keys, 11/9/08
An
inquisitive hay(na)ku
for Eileen Tabios—
is counting tomatoes
the new
poetry?
"Who else would have eight tomato plants with individual trelisses and only come up with 590 tomatoes?"
—E.R.T.; The Blind Chatelaine's Keys, 11/9/08
An
inquisitive hay(na)ku
for Eileen Tabios—
is counting tomatoes
the new
poetry?
2 comments:
Perhaps just fertilizer
for poet-tree's
mysteries...
Or,
maybe all
poets are gardeners:
they
know what
the seeds are
but
they never
really know what
they're
gonna get
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