*** Food, Ogden Nash, 1989
I read Marriage Lines last year and enjoyed it, a surprise for one like me, who has little use for poetry. So when I saw a couple of slim volumes of Nash, I grabbed them. The thing I like about Nash is that his stuff is very bite-sized. You can nibble on them at your leisure instead of sitting down for a feast like with a novel.
The problem is, like other nibbly bits, they're so easy to consume that you find yourself binging anyway, and this book was no exception. Here are a few of the tasty morsels.
Further Reflection on Parsley
Reflections on Ice Breaking
One cantaloupe is ripe and lush,
Another's green, another's mush.
I'd buy a lot more cantaloupe
If I possessed a fluoroscope.
You have little use for poetry because you haven't read Nabokov's Pale Fire yet. Am I wrong? Am I wrong? Movie reference.
Dude, I haven't read Pale Fire, but I have read Idylls of the King.
How long shall this self-imposed exile continue?
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