This Is Just to Say

I have eaten
the plums
that were in
the icebox

and which
I was saving
for a snack
later today.

Forgive me
they were not delicious
so mushy
and lacking flavor.

Adaptation by Amy (original poem by William Carlos Williams)

To the poor people who found this post by Googling for the original, my deepest apologies. Please do not write a short paper for your Freshman 101 class based on my adaptation!

Comments

David said…
Chuckle. Thank you for sharing that.
Katrina said…
You need to fly up here for the express purpose of trying the plums that grow in the courtyard of our apartment building. They are tangy and delicious, with a sweet juice that drips down your chin. It seems like such a generous gesture by a landlord who, forgive me, isn't very smily as far as I can tell.

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