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"The very existence of poetry should make us laugh. What is it all about? What is it for?"
--Kenneth Koch
“El subtítulo ‘Modelo para armar’ podría llevar a creer que las
diferentes partes del relato, separadas por blancos, se proponen como piezas permutables.”
30 nov 2005
I was eating some Fish and Chips the other day. The first french-fry I absent-mindedly put in my mouth was, by a large margin, the absolute worst item in this genre I have ever eaten. First of all, it was cold, as though it had just been in the refrigerator for an hour. Secondly, it was unbelievably sour, and when I bit into it it released some kind of cold, acidic juice into my mouth. Of course this particular french fry would have made an excellent wedge of lemon for my fish. In fact, it was an excellent lemon wedge. As a fry, however, it was very deficient. What this has to do with poetry I have no idea. I'm sure there's a lesson here somewhere.
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Expectations!
And by the way, my word verification is "fckzgd" ... that's *got* to be intentional.
ha! what an excellent little parable.
My word verification is "ldntrcn."
It sounds like a medication of some sort.
This is why you need to come visit me here in Toronto, Jonathan. Best fish & chips without leaving the continent.
This brought back memories of Wally Cox
Similar category anecdote:
I always disliked the music of Lionel Hampton (and I wondered, maybe I just can't stand the sound of a vibraphone) until someone on the radio pointed out that it could be considered proto-rock 'n roll. Then, when the radio person played a selection, I could truly hear it.
Word verification: vbxwk, which looks like "vibe" at the beginning!
Jeez--does anyone know why I always get that little chimney or garbage pail picture at the bottom of my blogger posts???
That's a garbage can for deleting your comments. You can delete your own comments, or the blog owner can delete comments by anyone.
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