[Soaring Feather]

I would love to do that Lady. Maybe it will happen. ;)

[Lady Jag]

Up near Gloucester, there's the famous Essex clams, considered the world's best, and down the Cape, you can eat clams till you are a world expert. I love clams and most fish, and I'm ready to go.

[Lady Jag]

I want to thank you for introducing me to your thread. It has drawn out a long forgotten love of poetry.

Introduction to Poetry

Billy Collins

I ask them to take a poem
and hold it up to the light
like a color slide

or press an ear against its hive.

I say drop a mouse into a poem
and watch him probe his way out,

or walk inside the poem's room
and feel the walls for a light switch.

I want them to waterski
across the surface of a poem
waving at the author's name on the shore.

But all they want to do
is tie the poem to a chair with rope
and torture a confession out of it.

They begin beating it with a hose
to find out what it really means.