Emma's beans

For the second dinner in a row, we eat Emma's haricot beans. Green fingers have jumped a generation in this family.

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This afternoon I sat in the garden & read poems from Dick Gallup's 'shiny pencils at the edge of things'. When the sun went in I'd read a poem. When the sun came out, I'd shut the book & close my eyes. Not a bad way to read.

We like: 'the return of philista', 'a celebration', 'fits of candor', 'out west and back east', 'ember grease', 'some feathers', 'eskimoes again' & 'mirrors'. We don't get: 'persia is falling...', 'pomp ilk' & 'from the beaumont series'. But this might say more about us than the poems.

We particularly like lines such as "It is only orange light that brings forth the orange in things" and "Feather calligraphy avenue feathers".

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"Because you do have a responsbility to the world, in which poems exist, if you can see poems there that could be written. You have a responsibility to write them. And if they don't turn out so well, or if they don't turn out to be so striking, if you weren't up to them at the time, that's all right, too. Yes." (Ted Berrigan, 'The Business of Writing Poetry')