This is a small poetry club that started as a poetry email exchange between two friends. Our goal is to read a poem everyday, and this blog is one way to help keep us accountable. There is only one valid rule in poetry club: there are no rules in poetry club. Read any poem, in any order, with any or no interactions. You decide. We only suggest you read poetry!
24 June: "Tour" by Carol Snow
Near a shrine in Japan he'd swept the path and then placed camellia blossoms there.
Or — we had no way of knowing — he'd swept the path between fallen camellias.
I didn't get this one. I couldn't understand until I realized its just a joke. He didn't sweep, but since it is a tour the path must be swept. Thus the only explanation is that he placed the flowers back on the path afterwards or they all feel again.
I didn't get this one. I couldn't understand until I realized its just a joke. He didn't sweep, but since it is a tour the path must be swept. Thus the only explanation is that he placed the flowers back on the path afterwards or they all feel again.
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