One of his best known poems
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
Being Present for the Moment
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Leonard Durso 
An amazing poet. I’ve really enjoyed your recent posts of his work. Thanks.
You’re welcome. Glad you like him.
This made laugh for though it was a great poem it wasn’t much if an apology!
You’re right there.
🙂
Yes, I was saving them for breakfast, and you are welcome! 🙂
Actually I think I had them after dinner but in either case I’m glad you enjoyed them.
LOL …Hugs!
I’ve loved getting reminded and reacquainted with WCW — thank you so much!
You’re welcome, Emily. I constantly try to go back and dip into the vastness that is literature.
Every time I read this, I am jealous that no one in my family ever left me a note like this for me. Rather, I get — ‘we are out of plums, you know.’ Doesn’t have the same ring, does it?
Thanks for posting and rekindling daydreams of that other family!
That’s the thing about literature (or any of the arts, for that matter): it fills in the holes in our lives.