Saturday, January 22, 2011

The Unheard Poet

No, not me.  This guy installed himself at the Sunday morning farmers' market, with a beach chair, half a guitar case, and an Olivetti manual typewriter.  He offered to write a poem, on the spot, free (donations accepted), on a prompt/topic of your choice.  I suggested unseasonably warm January weather, and he got right on it.  Of course we gave him a buck.  I wrote one back for him, which I am sending out.

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