June 15, 2009

Pruned Roses

Pruned the rose bushes. Made me feel like Meade, only less skillful.

It was hot, but I shouldn't have worn shorts.


Meade ripostes with this:

Pruned a poem of Richard's. Made me feel like me.

It was hot. That's the long and shorts of it.

Then he adds:

Pruned Richard's poem.
A koan co-Ann:
It was long and hot
but should I've shortened it?

I thought I was writing prose, but any time someone takes my prose for poetry, I won't complain.

Also I've changed the ex-title of this piece from "Bittersweet Roses," which was misleading, to my first idea, "Pruned Roses."