- How to Eat a Poem by Eve Merriam
- Don't be polite.
- Bite in.
- may run down your chin.
It is ready and ripe now, whenever you are.You do not need a knife or fork or spoon
or plate or napkin or tablecloth.For there is no core
or stem
or rind
or pit
or seed
or skin
to throw away.Wrf..woof... Umwfwoof....grr–woooof:
by Bailey Tuckerman Kent
Translation:
Slip into the living room
While Rich is lost in his words.
Take
the
book
intomymouth...
there's nothing
quite like
a dusty paperback
autographed
by a
dead person.
Pick it up with your fingers and lick the juice that
Love it! Love it! Love it!
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