Monday Mailbag #6

Dear Tribal Hack:

What are some of your favourite slush pile similes?

-- Asa Signifier



Dear Asa:

"His disappointment was palpable as a wet egg foo yung entree slipping off the fork half an inch from his pie hole and landing on the cold and curled linoleum."

"The light permeated the meadow like a cobalt rainbow arc populated by sliding cherubim emitting diaphanous clues."

"The light permeated the meadow like an abandoned bride in the lobby of a Motel 6 showing her Pepsodent ivories to the fat, sleepy night clerk."



Dear Tribal Hack:

I work in an incredibly boring subset of the boring financial sector and unfortunately have to travel to a week-long conference where my head will be filled with abstractions, both numerical and human. I'm looking for intellectual diversion. Can you recommend a book of light-hearted, even zany, poetry as a necessary corrective?

-- Ida B. Free




Dear Ida:

Always a Reckoning, and other Poems, by Jimmy Carter.