Comments on: National Poetry Month Card #2

By: Dave

Dave — Sat, 04 Apr 2009 00:46:11 +0000

Oh yeah? The competition among academic poets reaches its apogee here in the U.S., I gather, but poets everywhere are a contentious lot. Countries with lots of poets, such as Yemen and Somalia, are not famed for pacifism.

By: Dave

Dave — Sat, 04 Apr 2009 00:42:23 +0000

Thanks, Dale.

By: Dave

Dave — Sat, 04 Apr 2009 00:41:34 +0000

Hey, maybe so!

By: Joan

Joan — Fri, 03 Apr 2009 18:52:08 +0000

Hmmm. This might finally explain why April is the cruelest month. (grin)

By: Ivy

Ivy — Fri, 03 Apr 2009 11:12:33 +0000

Ha! I think ‘bloody internecine conflict’ is about right.

By: dale

dale — Fri, 03 Apr 2009 05:40:32 +0000

:-) I enjoyed this very much.

By: Dave

Dave — Fri, 03 Apr 2009 02:21:02 +0000

I’ll grant you that the smooth skin is suspicious, like men who shave their heads to hide their baldness.

By: JMartin

JMartin — Fri, 03 Apr 2009 00:41:18 +0000

Even as a child, I knew that nectarines were the most sinister of the ever-suspect stone fruits.

By: Dave

Dave — Thu, 02 Apr 2009 19:28:38 +0000

Wonderful, Julia! I had to look up the etymology to get everything you were saying here -- the American Heritage Dictionary has a brief essay.

By: JMartin

JMartin — Thu, 02 Apr 2009 19:07:39 +0000

WAR OF THE ORANGES WON’T RHYME

Note the odd nexus
of scurvy war and citrus:
Proto-Indo-European nek-es

Internecine’s root of death
appears in nectarine -
a bloodless, fuzzfree
ascorbic saviour