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.
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Today's Poetry Friday Round up is at Kelly Polark's place.
8 comments:
His work is nothing like mine, but I love Ted Kooser's work too!
And that's all I have to say!
When I saw your link at Kelly Polark's blog (Karen Edmisten is in with Ted Kooser today) I said to myself, "I love Ted Kooser." Then I came here and read you saying the very same thing!
Great poem.
Please add my name to the chorus: love Ted Kooser! Besides his poems, his toolbox book on "how to" write poetry is one I often recommend.
And I love this Kooser quote:
"A poem is a record of a discovery."
Love it.
Lovely poem!
Thank you, thank you, thank you. That's wonderful!
You gotta love this poet.
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