Carrefour by Amy Lowell
Greetings from the Grinch of V-Day. I was wildly amused by the poems here and this stuff (loosely) inspired by Robert Burns, but I’m going with this one for maximum bitterness in minimal lines.
Carrefour
By Amy Lowell
O you,
Who came upon me once
Stretched under apple-trees just after bathing,
Why did you not strangle me before speaking
Rather than fill me with the wild honey of your words
And then leave me to the mercy
Of the forest bees?
