Wednesday, 30 June 2010

this is just to say

This is such a pointless post. I really have absolutely nothing of interest to say. It's just, I have to finish editing/writing the bibliography for this really dry essay and I felt like writing something OTHER THAN THAT but couldn't think of anything at all to say.

I normally suffer from verbal diarrhoea... but this essay, it has a 1000 word limit. And I got really worried because that's pretty low. Normally I write essays double with that and I still struggle to keep my word count down. I thought I was a few hundred words over and so started making it a bit less wordy, when I realised I am actually under the word limit. This is an incredibly unusual situation for me. I have no idea what I am meant to do in this sort of situation.

Except for talk, and talk, while really saying nothing at all.


This Is Just To Say

by William Carlos Williams

I have eaten
the plums
that were in
the icebox

and which
you were probably
for breakfast

Forgive me
they were delicious
so sweet
and so cold


  1. I feel cooler just reading that poem. Better than air conditioning!

  2. I love that poem. And I love that you took the time to share it. Now I want a plum.xo

  3. Oh I love WCW and that poem is brilliant. Post-It Poetry!