Wednesday, March 26, 2008

Poetry here last night, in the burbs.
And as always, themes wide and varied:

Peter: a winter orchid
Susan: Where do you pray?
Ted: a typewriter
me: song in the woods
Rosanne: Scandinavian manners
Kathryn: state of the union from a plane
Jeff: lost lover

Three cheeses, two French wines, a magnum of champagne.
Overflowing wit and a surfeit of laughter.
Damn, we're good!

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