A Simple Post

The picture is apropos of nothing - It's fall, it's pumpkin season.

I'm reading a Poetry Anthology book and two pieces struck me so far:

Poetry - Marianne Moore (1887-1972)

                                    I, too, dislike it.

Reading it, however, with a perfect contempt for it,

one discovers in it, after all,

a place for the genuine

And from Ars Poetica by Archibal Macleish - I liked this line:

A poem should not mean ...but be