Thursday, November 22, 2007

Poetry, pollen & presumption

Honey is honey, loads of wild flowers and herbs-
pollen to excuse the crystallization.

Eat it on warm fresh bread with loads of cold butter.


If you knew my friend Natassa from Greece, you might think, as did I, that what she wrote above in an email was an odd expression of her love for me, perhaps a hidden, sweet message. But only days after reading it did I realize, it was her response to an email I'd sent asking her to translate the back of a honey jar that was written in Greek.


3 comments:

CJGallegos said...

Maybe though it was a secret incripted message to you from the honey jar company...

itzktb said...

You see Coop, this is one of the many things I love about you. Your deep understanding that everything has to do with me.

I give thanks.

CJGallegos said...

And that would be encrypted. I just cringe when I do that!