It’s been bloody hot here in Toronto, as everyone seems to be talking about. Then the sky turned black and it rained. Oh, did I say ‘rained’? It fucking bucketed down.
It still smells like garbage strike here so any and all rain is embraced by me.
Then the rain stopped and blue sky rolled back in bringing a rainbow. It looked so beautiful.
A poem, or a title of a book of poems we had when I was a kid suddenly popped into my head earlier today. I wonder how that works? I mean, I wonder what triggered my brain to think about “A Great Big Ugly Man Came Up and Tied His Horse to Me”? All the poems were funny (if I remember correctly) and the illustrations are brilliant. I would LOVE to have a copy of this to read with Ari.
I eat my peas with honey
I’ve done so all my life
It makes my peas taste funny
But it keeps them on my knife!