Dear Wednesday,
It’s strange how so many people don’t look the way you expect them to.
Love,
Kevin
(8 July 2020)
Dear Wednesday,
It’s strange how so many people don’t look the way you expect them to.
Love,
Kevin
(8 July 2020)
Dear Tuesday,
What’s up with the crows?
Love,
Kevin
(7 July 2020)
Every year for the last few years, I have written a poem to mark Tanabata. Here is this year’s installment.
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I typed the first line to see how it would look in the Cardea typeface.
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Dear Monday,
This is summer?
Love,
Kevin
(6 July 2020)
Dear Sunday,
Summer. Right on schedule.
Love,
Kevin
(5 July 2020)
Dear Saturday,
You and holidays are not a good match. Everyone’s already expecting the day off.
Love,
Kevin
(4 July 2020)
Dear Friday,
You and Thursday decided to swap, didn’t you?
Love,
Kevin
(3 July 2020)
Reversing my usual scheme now, so the poem is no longer in italics (except for the occasional italicized word).
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Dear Thursday,
Your Friday disguise is almost perfect.
Love,
Kevin
(2 July 2020)