
a spell..
A sort of warm small spot in which spring rises
emerald after rain.
A party comes to
Life.
. . . . . . . . .
Once again, today's
erasure poem is from the
OED word of the day. This one was
made for the Northwest: soak.
BTW, the previous question about whether the OED editors throw a dart at their 17 volumes to find a word of the day has been answered: the WOTD for the first day of the Winter Olympics was 'salchow.' What are the odds? Which means they are, in fact, culpable for choices like 'lawyer.' Frankly, I'm disappointed.