Is There Ever a Day Without a Poem?

Last night at dinner Gil asked this question: Is There Ever a Day Without a Poem? (At that same dinner, in a small Indian restaurant on the Upper West Side, the waiter said Two Naan Minimum. That was last night’s poem.)

(This might sound
a little Hallmarky
and that’s not
my intention)

if there’s a day
there’s a poem

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