first cold morning --
same torn finger
on last year's glove
.
second date –
warming my hand
before touching hers.
third strike
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the designated hitter
blows on his hands
first cold morning --
same torn finger
on last year's glove
.
second date –
warming my hand
before touching hers.
third strike
![]()
the designated hitter
blows on his hands
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A nice sense of pathos and humour with the first two.
I sense we have another theme here today....
Posted by: Aurora | October 19, 2007 at 09:00 AM
Very good - you capture the human condition so well!
Posted by: sangeet | October 19, 2007 at 12:55 PM
I like all of these, David. That torn finger really speaks to me. And the coincidental first-second-third adds a layer of amusement.
Posted by: Bill | October 19, 2007 at 04:48 PM
Hello Sangeet,
Hate to tell you that you forgot the rod.
Yu
Posted by: Yu Chang | October 19, 2007 at 06:03 PM
Hi, Sangeet, Bill and AA. Thanks. I was trying to be "incidental," Bill.
I wonder who used Yu Chang's name in the last Comment. I hear he's too busy these days to hang out at the MPJF neighborhood.
Posted by: david giacalone | October 19, 2007 at 06:28 PM
David, I'll bet my threatening to hold my breath til I turned blue really did the trick! Yu's back, Yu's back!
Posted by: aurora | October 19, 2007 at 07:02 PM
I enjoyed these.
Posted by: Masago | October 19, 2007 at 07:28 PM
a good "chill" ogy
Posted by: shane | October 23, 2007 at 12:45 AM