October 9, 2006

Bean song

Counting beans, one for every
word you said today.

A waterfall of frozen
lima bean conversation.

Bright bean rage.
Soft, velvety heirloom beans.

Bean opera. Beans buzzing
in a thick glass jar.

Where do all these beans come from? --
these beans, with no apologies.

And why is it that you find yourself
at this late stage

so full of frigging
beans?

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What do you think?

I like this one - "bean opera" - very, very good.

Posted by: stellasauce at October 9, 2006 11:05 AM

bean to my head.

Posted by: clay banes at October 10, 2006 12:25 AM

Really dug this one, too. Thought for an admittedly v. differrent poem flashed into my mind reading this: what if it ended after the second stanza? Too haiku-y?

Posted by: rodney k. at October 11, 2006 7:19 AM

I like that edit. ends it on an interesting beat....
-Cecil

Posted by: cecil vortex at October 11, 2006 8:18 AM

got gas?

Posted by: heroic imp at October 11, 2006 10:14 AM

I would not shorten this poem. To me it needs all seven stanzas. I really feel like I can relate to this one. Bean there. Felt that...

Posted by: Laura at October 18, 2006 8:32 AM

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