
This is Jack, the real-life subject of Georgia O’Keeffe’s 1930s study
Jack’s in the Pulpit
Inspired by Daniel Schnee
My verdant brethren of the forest floor
what need have ye for addling adornments?
Shed your dreams of sepals! Bare your fleshy
spadices…

and the lovely Jill!
Is this THE Daniel Schnee the “Amiable Ethnomusicologist”?
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Haha! The one and only! This is what he gets for rabble-rousing… 🌼
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(in the voice of George Takei)… Oh My!! I love the poem, and am duly chastened by what thou hast unleashed.
Still…it makes me proud to be a “florist”.
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LOL! I should’ve specified that the sermon was to be delivered in George Takei’s voice!
Thanks for your engagement this month, Daniel! If it weren’t for you, I’d be one poem less wise, and I’d still be thinking of Georgia O’Keeffe as someone who painted flowers… 🌸🌺🥀🌹
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Hey, anything I can do to help out and support great poetry I’m game for. 🙂
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But must I shed my dreams of sepals? I suppose I might, for the right infloresence. 🌻
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Who wouldn’t? 😉
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Good point.
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Then one must dread the streams of people as one might through finite adolescence.
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Wait a minute. I was expecting George Takei.
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Maybe my future is in poems about gardening?
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^I don’t get Daniel’s reference…
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Okaji Sensei said: “But must I shed my dreams of sepals? I suppose I might, for the right infloresence”… so I thusly rhymed a nonsensical poem based on his post: “Then one must dread the streams of people as one might through finite adolescence”.
shed, dreams, sepals, right, inflorescence = dread, streams, people, finite, adolescence.
I write… but I have never claimed to be good at it. 🙂
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Ah. Up until a couple of hours ago, I was the weirdest person I knew. This is going to take some getting used to… 😉
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You are not alone… if only you knew the breadth and width of my own eccentricity, you would feel like narcoleptic accountant comparatively!
Embrace your strangeness…there are so few “free” people left, don’t let society drain it out of you!
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someone’s gonna get hurt when we start chanting loves-me/loves-me-not
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Ouch!
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