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The Last Time I Had Ice Cream

The last time I had ice cream
I sat on a park bench
overlooking the canal,
reading poetry and remembering
our favorite flavors.

Yours, Neapolitan.
Zealous and diverse
swirls of color melting
into a bowl-like palette,
much like painting
with a spoon.

Mine, Pistachio.
The creamiest,
smoothest
flavor imagined
with the most wonderful name -
Puh-STA-shee-oh.

I raised my eyes
to look over the water,
a small drop of luscious green
dissolved onto the page below.

Even e.e.cummings
knew nothing so sweet.

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Style / type: 
Free verse
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I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Last few words: 
I was reading "somewhere i have never traveled, gladly beyond" by e.e.cummings. :) L
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Not Explicit Content

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This was a happy write. I imagine there is a beautiful Italian pronunciation for Pistachio that you hear more often. One of my favorite flavors and words!
Thank you, Teddy!
L

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Thank you, Teddy!
xxx

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especially the section about Neapolitan and the articulation of pistachio (although, I confess my least favorite flavor), and the vivid image of the melted green drop on the page. The only thought I have is the last two lines of stanza 4 seem unnecessary as the bowl-like palette already gives the painting image. Bittersweet!

I will think about those two lines. They were definitely supposed to help with the image of painting. Thank you for reading and sharing your thoughts!
L

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this is just lovely and dream like

Chrys

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Thank you! I appreciate your kind words!
L

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