All Comments on 'The Artisan's Wait'

for the senses.

I could smell and hear the fair ground.

and I love the images and word play here.

a nice little piece

Thank you

I found a lot in this poem to love. First, do they fry twinkies? I love funnel cakes. Creatures on a stick? Like what? Possum dipped in fudge? lol

This is priceless:

"one track minds with depot asses

waddle by clutching heart attacks"

Great line:

"I wait for martini ladies"

"I wait for the next festival

where bib overalls don't exist

and chewing tobacco is frowned upon"

You must live near me!

Really funny. I love:

waddle by clutching heart attacks

The words paint the picture with deadly accuracy. The next time will be better. Or maybe the time after that.

Of the carnivals when I was younger. All the sweets the rides the smells. I am not sure that this is what you wanted the readers to get from it but I liked it.

Always, E

Strong contrast created by the fair images in some good lines.

I must admit that I found the sugary smell of food more interesting than the weak waft of gin in a 5 to 1.