I am back

I went to the parental abode, with kayloulee, for Easter. Once there I decided that I wasn't going to talk to the internet for five days, and that is precisely what I proceeded to do. Or not do. You get the idea.

Small child = adorable.
Chocolate= delicious.
QI = endlessly entertaining.
Sinbad the Sailor = daftest merchant ever. Also, a boring story.
Robert de Boron's Merlin = cracktastic joy.

Variations on a theme

I fell off the poetry horse. On the other hand, I gave horsie rides to a small child and she did not fall off.

Variations on a Theme by William Carlos Williams
Kenneth Koch

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!