Sunday, April 3, 2011

April days

April Days
their perfume voluptuously inhaled
A flight of rockets

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The OED word of the day for the erasure poem | commentary is 'bouquet.'

Of course you knew that the central spot where all the beaters gather and the pheasants make a break for it to avoid ending up under glass is called a bouquet. At least it was in the 19th century. As usual, no usage is too esoteric to escape the Oxford lads.

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