Most every day I read some poetry, especially on Sunday’s as I listen to music. Today I pulled Robert Phillip’s book of poems, “Spinach Days” off the shelf. To say the least, I love his poetry. This 2010 posting has a short poem from the book, published in 2000.
Another poem of Bob’s is, “What’s The Point?” in which he examines the word, “point.” Over ten years ago I wrote a sort of a response, “The Point Is . . .”, which I will share in a later posting. — kenne
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