Thursday, February 25, 2010
Painting by Pablo Picasso
Diarrhea: what nobody likes,
though a word the French love to pronounce.
They surround it with lips and tongue;
it pleases, like saying cellar door does.
Once I gave a pair of tweezers
to an au pair girl who couldn’t extract
a splinter from her foot.
It was a pleasure for both of us
to see that little thing come out.
Posted over on Poetry Foundation