My take on The Red Wheelbarrow
The Wheelbarrow Overturned
Dear Editor, I’m writing in the hope that you haven’t started printing up my book.
There’s been an accident. I’m such a dope, and worrywart. Please search the poems and look
for a scribbled note within the stack, for my handyman and gardener, Jose.
It wasn’t on my desk when I got back from mailing you the manuscript that day.
It regards a broken wheelbarrow I had, a note to urge Jose to fix the thing.
Imagine my embarrassment, egad, if published, all the ridicule it’d bring!
You likely saw the problem that I mention. My worry probably seems a little silly
But thanks for your indulgence and attention!
With warm regards,
yours truly,
Billy Billy
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