Friday, June 11, 2010
I love Ted Kooser. That's all I have to say. I love this man.
In The Alley
by Ted Kooser
In the alley behind the florist's shop,
a huge white garbage truck was parked and idling.
In a cloud of exhaust, two men in coveralls
and stocking caps, their noses dripping,
were picking through the florist's dumpster
and each had selected a fistful of roses.
As I walked past, they gave me a furtive,
conspiratorial nod, perhaps sensing
that I, too (though in my business suit and tie)
Read the whole poem here, at The Writer's Almanac.
Today's Poetry Friday Round up is at Kelly Polark's place.