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Oh to be a carrot...

While at camp, the fabulous S shared this poem with us. I was so enchanted that she passed it on to me. I, in turn, thought I would gift it to those of you who were not there.

May you be kissed deeply by summer's lust...Enjoy!



CARROTS
~ by Lorna Crozier

Carrots are fucking
the earth. A permanent
erection, they push deeper
into the damp and dark.
All summer long
they try so hard to please.
Was it good for you,
was it good?


Perhaps because the earth won't answer
they keep on trying.
While you stroll through the garden
thinking carrot cake
carrots and onions in beef stew,
carrot pudding with caramel sauce,

they are fucking their brains out
in the hottest part of the afternoon.

from The Garden Going On Without Us

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roy_batty
Jul. 3rd, 2008 06:18 pm (UTC)
*ahem* completely off topic . . .
. . . but are you still pretty sure you're going to be away on the 11th/12th?

*ahem*

We now return you to your regularly scheduled (and unreasonably HOT) carrotsecks.
jennlynn_green
Jul. 3rd, 2008 06:41 pm (UTC)
Re: *ahem* completely off topic . . .
*lol* Yes, I will be in WI that weekend, reading Shakespeare and watching arty-farty films as per our Artistic Director.

Did you ever contact the Reclaiming list about a place to stay? Do you want me to do that for you? I promise they're nice folk.
roy_batty
Jul. 3rd, 2008 06:50 pm (UTC)
Re: *ahem* completely off topic . . .
That's OK . . . I've got (admittedly odd) tolerances around the "inviting myself in" thing . . . it's one thing to beg a couch of someone I know (even if only virtually - though after this last weekend we know a LOT of people in common) it's another to beg a couch of a mor erelative stranger . . . I know, I'm an odd duck that way, but there it is.

Also, as it turns out, my wife thicknwild will want to celebrate her birthday on the 12th. Though she's urging me to still go . . . it just seems like the wind is blowing the other way . . . ya know?

By the way - OT again - saw an amazing production of Midsummer at the Guthrie (with dietrich - who you've now presumably met - when she was out last week)! I'll never think of Oberon again without thinking at least briefly of a muscular Mad Max-esque dressed black man riding a zip-line onto the stage. :-)
jennlynn_green
Jul. 3rd, 2008 08:49 pm (UTC)
Re: *ahem* completely off topic . . .
Personally I don't think that's odd. I would not stay with a stranger, nor would I feel comfortable housing a stranger (and my roommate certainly wouldn't be comfortable with it). I'd want to meet someone before sharing living space with them - even temporarily.

Mmmm...Midsummer. Sounds like an interesting production.
roy_batty
Jul. 3rd, 2008 08:58 pm (UTC)
Re: *ahem* completely off topic . . .
lylythe_strega
Jul. 3rd, 2008 06:34 pm (UTC)
Hm. Truly, there is nothing quite like the taste of a carrot freshly pulled from the earth... :>
jennlynn_green
Jul. 3rd, 2008 06:45 pm (UTC)
Too true...and now that flavor will have an entire new level of meaning for me! Of course that goes so well with our path work, no? We take it in and all of it is sex...all of it is life.
sagamockingbird
Jul. 3rd, 2008 09:12 pm (UTC)
Mmmmm.......carrot sex!
jennlynn_green
Jul. 3rd, 2008 09:15 pm (UTC)
Mmmmm.......carrot sex!

Yes...I hear it's very good for your vision ;>)
cubsgirl68
Jul. 4th, 2008 02:20 am (UTC)
Oh my! Those carrots are positively *erotic*!. And I love the poem.

jennlynn_green
Jul. 5th, 2008 05:18 am (UTC)
Hee-hee...me too. I've found a few other erotic veggie poems by Crozier and they're fun...though the carrots have been my favorite thus far.

Here's another...

CUCUMBERS

Cucumbers hide
in a leafy camouflage,
popping out
when you lease expect
like flashers in the park.
The truth is,
they all have an anal
fixation. Watch it
when you bend to pick them.


sandieganpagan
Jul. 7th, 2008 06:13 pm (UTC)
Love this poem
I shared this poem with my husband who looked at me like I was smoking something good- which I hadn't that night. He didn't seem to get that there is truth behind the humor in this poem. He looked confused, so we fucked and he looked happy again. May he'll get the poem now... but thanks for the inspiration!
jennlynn_green
Jul. 7th, 2008 06:32 pm (UTC)
Re: Love this poem
*LOL* I think you two have discovered a great way to share and explore poetry: Read it, fuck on it, and then process or not as desired.

Entire new schools of poetic evalutation could evolve from this you know. Hmmm...I wonder if they'd let me drop by when they evalutate Neruda.

Thank YOU for the smile today. Keep those fetches workin'!
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