ok. so, i'm posting something again just to have more than one post on my site. such is the illogic of new love.

i'll post a poem by Kenneth Koch:

Variations on a Theme by William Carlos Williams

1
I chopped down the house that you had been saving to live in next summer.
I am sorry, but it was morning, and I had nothing to do
and its wooden beams were so inviting.

2
We laughed at the hollyhocks together
and then I sprayed them with lye.
Forgive me. I simply do not know what I am doing.

3
I gave away the money that you had been saving to live on for the
next ten years.
The man who asked for it was shabby
and the firm March wind on the porch was so juicy and cold.

4
Last evening we went dancing and I broke your leg.
Forgive me. I was clumsy and
I wanted you here in the wards, where I am the doctor!

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davide likes that poem too. a good one, for sure. it's funny, he only died a year ago (well within the scope of my poet life) but at the time I was completely oblivious to his passing. now I think, what was a girl like me doing not standing on his doorstep asking him to please oh please teach me something that will make me so lovely and ecstatic. please oh please be my own bard just once just for a day.

i'm a silly girl. forgive me. i simply do not know what i am doing.