sorry but i ate your boyfriend that was in the ice box. i hate to tell you this i know you were probably saving him for breakfast. he was delicious (and sweet) (and cold) . sorry about that
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you know what? here. *uneats the plums that were in the icebox and which you were probably saving for breakfast*
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wdym a rich white man is a victim of misogyny😭 look at our feminists dawg we’re never making it out😭
i wish f1 fans cared more about the racism and xenophobia that lewis, yuki and the few drivers of color face in this sport instead of trying to weaponize their white feminism over a rich white man just cuz he’s pretty.
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🦀 This is just to say
I have unleashed
the crabs
that were on
my dashboard
and which
you had gifted
to me
for crab day
Thank you
they were delightful
so scuttle-y
and so red
thank you so much for all the crabs @anyawen, @foxsoulcourt, @sweetbabyangels, and Anon friend! I would have sent this message of thanks much sooner, but I unleashed so many crabs that I could not see my dashboard. 😂
and to the people I sent crabs to (mostly anonymously, because #intrigue)--I hope you enjoyed! 😁 🦀
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This is just to say
I have indicted
the criminal
that was in
the white house
and which
you were probably
hoping
to reelect
Don't forgive me
it was delicious
so sweet
and so cold
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‘‘Today life opened inside me like an egg’’
Avocados are my favorite fruit. Every Sunday my grandfather used to bring me an avocado pear hidden at the bottom of his briefcase under six soiled shirts and the Sunday comics. He taught me how to eat avocados by melting grape jelly and french dressing together in a saucepan and filling the cup of the pear with the garnet sauce. I felt homesick for that sauce. The crabmeat tasted bland in comparison.
‘I’ve got to talk to you, have you got time?’
‘Yes,’ she said, ‘let’s have an orange.’
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Anne Sexton, Live / mango tree at my grandparents / William Carlos Williams, This is just to say / Syliva Plath, The Bell Jar / Katherine Larson, Radial Symmetry / Inger Christensen, Alphabet / Call Me By Your Name / Jhumpa Lahiri, Whereabouts / Jeanette Winterson, Oranges are not the only fruit / Syliva Plath, The Bell Jar / Virginia Woolf, Room of One's Own / Kiki's Delivery Service
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This Is Just To Say (1938) and The Red Wheelbarrow (1943) by William Carlos Williams, and In a Station of the Metro (1913) by Ezra Pound
In Episode 75, Rachel brings three short and sweet poems to the table! And of course, Griffin is super normal about it.
[Rachel finishes reading This Is Just To Say]
Griffin: It‘s really nice. Is it supposed to be like deeply sexual?
Rachel: [laughs] I don‘t think so! [...] So, William Carlos Williams grew up in Rutherford, New Jersey, and he was a doctor for more than forty years! The poem, The Red Wheelbarrow, he wrote when he was 60 years old. [...] -he used to write his little poems on little prescription pads in between clients.
Griffin: I like that! So he‘d be like "Here's 10 ccs of 'I ate your plums'". Deal with it.
This particular segment is so freaking enjoyable, and not just because of the jokes and goofs; Rachel's insight on the Imagist movement and Ezra Pound's influence on William are so interesting!
If you’re gonna listen to just one of Rachel's segments, please let it be this one, and please stick around until the end for an unexpected outro, which you can listen to over here: Gonna Need Those Plums Back, Though, from 27:50-37:00.
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A poem from Jonathan Harker to Count Dracula, left before attempting his escape
This is just to say:
I have taken
the gold
that was in
your bedroom
and which
you were probably
saving
for world domination
Forgive me
Or don't
Considering you were going to eat me
I don't feel very guilty
And anyway
I really want to catch that train
-After William Carlos Williams
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my name is Bill
and soon at last
it wil be tyme
to brayke thy fast,
so to the icebox
you shall come.
This is to say-
i ate the plum.
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this is just to say
I have transposed
your boyfriend
that was in
the text post
yeah I put him
in an iconic poem
so now he’s
free verse
Forgive me
it suits him:
so sweet
and so, so silly
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I was looking through my Notes app last night, and found this. In September 2021, a friend of mine had shared something on Facebook that he found on Twitter: the WCW/This is Just to Say meme, mashed up with the Leonard Cohen/Hallelujah meme. As someone who loves that poem and that song, I was so annoyed. Not because of the meme-ification; I’ve seen hilarious memes of both. No, I was annoyed because the scansion was way off. So I wrote my own version, which fixed it.
I heard there was a set of words
Turned into memes by poet nerds
But you don’t really grant forgiveness, do ya?
Well it goes like this: it’s just to say—
I ate your breakfast, anyway—
It’s a sweet and cold, delicious Hallelujah
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by William Carlos Williams - 1883-1963
Inspired by (x)
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“I have eaten the plums that were in the icebox, and which you were probably saving for breakfast. Forgive me, they were delicious, so sweet and so cold.”
This Is Just To Say by William Carlos Williams
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This Is Just To Say
I have baited
the queers
that were in
the fanbase
-
and which
you were probably
thinking
deserved better
-
Forgive me
the men's gazes were inexplicable
so sweet
and so lingering
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