Joeseph Duemer published a wonderful poem online and then later added a perfect annotation:
The lines above attempt to camouflage their sentimentality with words like slurp & gulp & drool, but it is the barest trick. Better to just let the sentimentality be itself or keep quiet, no?
We are cosmopolitan and sophisticated, wearing black silk rather than chiffon and ruffles. We scorn the sentimental. We kick the red velvet box and shred the silk flower, sneer with disdain at words of love, and turn off the radio when we hear the refrain, “You done me wrong and now my heart is broken.”
But you know, sometimes it’s okay to just let the sentiment drip.
