an account of one journey round the sun

my birthday poem

In birthdays, california, poetry, san francisco, street art on July 4, 2010 at 6:05 pm

a man sat at the corner of haight and ashbury with a typewriter and a sign.

the sign read: “Pick a topic. Pick a price. Get a poem.”

ambur and i consulted.

we offered: “corners, pickles, and the number 31. $7.”

the man thought, and began clacking away.

we sat on the stoop of the ben and jerry’s that currently thrives on the history of this corner in a less transient fashion.

less than ten minutes passed, during which time another patron came by and promised to return after eating dinner.

then i got a poem for my birthday.

thanks, lynn gentry.

best of luck.

My birthday poem

A Pickle and 31, by Lynn Gentry

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  1. Happy Belated Birthday!
    ;)

  2. Did Lynn share the rules for ‘Hide the Pickle’?

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