Friday, February 22, 2008
Poetry is about economy.
Economy of words,
economy of image.
That's why I think Ramona's recent observation on celery is poetry.
like the wind.
I did a double take.
"What did you say?" I asked her.
"I said fresh celery tastes like the wind," she said, crunching another bite from a crisp stalk, and looking very much like a munching five-year-old rather than an artiste.
But, I know what lies beneath that deceptively cute exterior ... 'tis the heart of a poet.
More of Ramona's poems can be found here and here.
Poetry Friday is hosted today by none other than Kelly Herold, at Big A little a, who was there when it began (because she began it.) The roundup is here.