Thursday, July 06, 2006

Poetry Thursday
Have a Poetry McNugget.


Brown and bent in the dust beyond,
crops pray to clouds too proud to break.
Below them both, starched Georgia clay
piously scorns what the Lord doesn't take.

posted by Carl Bryant @ 12:28 PM   9 comments Literary Shirts

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At 4:04 PM, Blogger Writing Blind said...

Wow, your McNuggets are ten times better than my long, drawn-out poems. How bad do I suck?



At 4:06 PM, Blogger lorguru said...

very nice!
You seem to be on a roll.
You should consider joining 30:30 at ITWS while your muse is being so cooperative!



At 6:46 PM, Blogger Carl Bryant said...

Thanks, Rebecca. This particular mcnugget tried hard to be a sonnet. It failed. Now it's a small part of a happy meal. The good news: It comes with fries, high blood pressure - and a toy!

Lauren, I can't write under pressure... just ask my customers.



At 7:07 PM, Blogger Pris said...

Well, this nugget of a sonnet works for me!



At 7:23 PM, Blogger Carl Bryant said...

Thanks a bunch, Pris.

My first draft of this was:

are hunger artists
who eat poems
for breakfast.

Funny how things change in revision - ain't it?



At 9:52 PM, Blogger Montgomery Maxton said...

I'm madly in love with your blog, your t-shirts, your brain to finger connection.



At 2:02 AM, Blogger Carl Bryant said...

Wow, Montgomery - what a nice thing to say. I read one of your poems at Q, as well as an interview of you on another blog. I look forward to your book in August.



At 4:33 AM, Anonymous Dick Jones said...

Sonnet, schmonnet - it works beautifully as it is.



At 1:25 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

I have been looking for sites like this for a long time. Thank you!



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