They state good, ripening poets

Poor old woman and the ripe poet
Are walking in a depressed street.

Poor old woman takes a comfort
In half eaten plums in paper bag.

Plums are good in old hag’s bag.
Poems taste good, poets’ plums.

Poor old woman is ripe as plum.
They state good ,ripening poets.

(Recalling the poem “To a Poor Old woman” by William Carlos Williams)

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