Juanita: I must admit I like this poem. I think this author is at his best when he acknowledges his own absurdity and foolishness.

Jack: I wish more politicians would do the same.

Feast of Words There's a weirdness to the food poets eat: many move from plate ta plate combining foods, comparing flavors & inventing dishes ordinary folks kunsider effete Indeed, most are queer when it comes to taste: raving about cranberries in absinthe while moving from free verse to sonnets or digesting shaved lemon peels with garlic flakes Forgive them if they gerp: most have a tendency toward verbal gluttony which is relieved when fresh air meets unexpected meaning At the banquet of poetry the distinction between poison & food is often hard to make and as some gorge on sharp olives others chew on rare implications while most munch on scraps Ahh - so much linguistic waste! Hear the author read this poem. [***K /.MP3 file] www.tnewfields.info/LitaRupture/feast.htm Copyright (c) 2000, 2008 by T Newfields. - 15 -