Furious Tears Poem by Douglas Scotney
Furious Tears
It's brewing time.
Apples and pears are really ripe.
You don't pick 'em individually;
you shake the tree.
Wits call a poet
Willy Shakes pear.
Will's eyes utter furious tears.
Will titles his sonnets
'Shake-speares'.
Thursday, July 16, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: alcohol,fruit,harvest,william shakespeare,wit
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
17.7.20. which came first 'Shake spear' or 'Shakes pear'?
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