Poems are dangerous things…

Jul 7

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“the unbearable tearing, and I wake—
unable to scream with this lush, exploded tongue.”

                                                                     —Sandra Beasley

Poems are dangerous things. I was reading Sandra Beasley’s poem “Orchis Speaks”  from her collection I Was the Jukebox over coffee the other morning. Next thing you know, I was in Whole Foods picking up bread, fruit—and this mini-orchid. What shall I name her?

Posted on July 7, 2011, in Musings. Bookmark the permalink. 3 Comments.

  1. aisforanika | July 7, 2011 at 5:58 pm

    Such a pretty one too! I get tempted by orchids every time I go to Trader Joe’s. Might be a bit on the nose, but the name “Fuchsia” came to mind.

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  2. Sandra Beasley | July 8, 2011 at 1:03 am

    Ah…I’d say “Hermione,” though the name has been slightly tainted by Harry Potter. Maybe Althea? Lorelai? Miranda?

    Keep us posted!

    Cheers,
    Sandra

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  3. Kathleen Kirk | July 12, 2011 at 6:52 pm

    How about Sandra Beasley?!

    Reply

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