Dovina6 Jan 2005

God, you can be serious sometimes. Maybe it’s the language barrier – English vs. English, or some cultural disparity, but “ganging up” was a joke as was my talk of wafts and belches. We both know that I meant a weak mixture of smells emanating from the opening door having tinges of beer and stuff. Call it a belch, but that’s too strong. “A barely detectable waft having properties of a belch” is accurate, but for a poem it seemed that “like a belch” just might do the trick for most readers. Maybe it didn’t.