Saturday, June 21, 2008

Long Day, New Poem

Ted and I have a ritual of ringing my mother's Chinatown dinner bell when we think the longest day of the year is over. The wait proved to be a muse. Read it fast. I'll pull a Rappleye and "poof" it after a day.


Okay, readers, here's a new draft. It, too, will go poof in a day.

*poof #2*


Krista said...

I'm thinking you "poofed" them too soon. Any chance you'll post them again?

Macy Swain said...

I never like them after the first day and take them back to the drawing board. Maybe I'll send you the latest version back channel.

Krista said...

I'm sure they're much better than you're willing to admit. :-)

greg rappleye said...


I was too late, too!

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