Lemons must be a popular summer fruit.
At least that’s what my stats tell me. I first posted an entry in mid April detailing my goal for writing 150 poems this summer.
The blurb concluded the snappy 81 words with a translation of Pablo Neruda’s first sonnet.
Wise words in that regard come from fellow Illinoisan Herbert Block, owner of a hat trick’s worth of Pulitzer Prizes for his political cartoons.
“As far as words are concerned, there is no safety in numbers,” for cartoons and written works.
Summer’s definitive drink, however, may fall short of the refreshing taste of cicada ice cream.