My recent text to a friend might fit these two criteria (not
profound but found, and certainly not
particularly artful). So, in spite of their mundane topics, are the samples
below more alike than antithetical?
This Is Just To Say
by William Carlos Williams (1934)
This is just to say
I have eaten
the plumsI have eaten
that were in
the icebox
and which
you were probablysaving
for breakfast
Forgive me
they were deliciousso sweet
and so cold
This Is Just To Text You
by Waarlowe (2013)This is just to text you
that I am pinching a loaf
and it got me to thinking about
how many loaves I've pinched today.
I have pinched a total of five loaves,
all completely healthy and firm loaves, too.
One loaf was delivered at home this morning,
and then the second loaf came along at Panera.
Back at home I pinched a late afternoon loaf after feeding
the dogs,
and myself.
(I watched them loaf around in the yard and then... guess what they did?)
Then I found myself in the evening at a different Panera
where, by golly, and myself.
(I watched them loaf around in the yard and then... guess what they did?)
I pinched a loaf!
So now it's 11pm and I find myself pinching the conclusive
loaf of the day—
or at least I hope so.
What does all of this mean? or at least I hope so.
Three loaves came into the world at home,
while forty percent of my loaves were set free at a place where they sell...
loaves of things!
Also, not one of these loaves was pinched at a strip club.
Sent from my iPhone
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*William Carlos Williams was a practicing physician.
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