tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538119758525687531.post3128133081145273578..comments2024-03-19T16:12:52.149-07:00Comments on my dripping brain: Poetry -- how I feel about it this morningTim Buckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02077264442946829918noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538119758525687531.post-87121350750208331732011-05-06T11:51:56.662-07:002011-05-06T11:51:56.662-07:00:):)Tim Buckhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02077264442946829918noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4538119758525687531.post-7228608933346540452011-05-06T09:58:46.274-07:002011-05-06T09:58:46.274-07:00I owned a store once. We were constantly surprised...I owned a store once. We were constantly surprised by the things people would buy. "Never underestimate the bad taste of your customers" we would always say.<br /><br />"a poem is received as worthless or as profound according to who is reading it". I absolutely agree. Some people like Hallmark cards. Some people only like poems that rhyme. The more un-poemy it is, the more I tend to like it :)<br /><br />But tomorrow I might be someone else!Wine and Wordshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06778785233226804217noreply@blogger.com