Funtivity: Soulful Sunday's Poetry Night

EATING POETRY
by Mark Strand

Ink runs from the corners of my mouth.

There is no happiness like mine.

I have been eating poetry...

The poems are gone.

The light is dim.

The dogs are on the basement stairs and coming up...

I am a new man.
I snarl at her and bark.
I romp with joy in the bookish dark.


August 15, 2010
Lazy Dog Bed & Breakfast
7 pm
*welcome to our new intellectual playground*