Among my favorite emails are those that come from Innisfree, an online journal (at this link) edited by poet Greg McBride, with new issues emerging each six months. A wonderful discovery in the most recent issue is the mathy poem "Lagniappe" by Michigan poet Lynn Domina.
Domina's poem relates to some of my delightful childhood experiences: I often was asked to help a great aunt with her shopping and, for both of us, one of our favorite stops was a family-owned bakery which supplied an extra pastry to any dozen purchased -- in case one of the dozen was a bit small or otherwise inferior -- and my aunt always rewarded me with the extra. Today, no pastries -- but a great poem; read on:
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| The complete poem "Lagniappe" by Lynn Domina is available here. |
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