As I twittered earlier today, my mother sent a text to my phone to let me know –
“Tomorrow is National Poem in Your Pocket Day. Stuff your pockets accordingly.”
I answered – “I’m really going to stuff my pockets with poems tomorrow.”
She said – “I know.”
Which poems. Which pockets.
This is what I’ve been thinking about all day. And I think I have the answers. Four poems for my four pockets, the placement nearly as important as the poem.
Four pockets. Four poems. Four posts. Four / thirty.