Thursday, June 12, 2003
Notice: Call for Poetry
Today at noon, the mainstream poets sent a series of poems to The New Yorker at firstname.lastname@example.org. Each poem ended with the lines
A white-breasted nuthatch nests in my
urethra, and begins to sing.
You are hereby invited to submit a poem ending with these two lines to The New Yorker. The Mainstream Poets suggest that you do this in coordination with several other poet-friends for maximum effect.