Favorite Comment

I was just sorting through the mass quantities of spam comments the site got swamped with over the Thanksgiving holiday and came across this one:

“Hi everyone. Poets have been mysteriously silent on the subject of cheese. Help me!”

It goes on much less interestingly from there, but what a start! I could not agree more. Poets have been mysteriously silent on the subject of cheese, and it’s high time that stopped.

I love cheese. I even have a cheese journal to record which cheese I love more than other cheeses. It just stands to statistically reason that there must be poets who love cheese and have cheese journals.

So pull yourself together, poets! Now is the time: the season of cheese balls is upon us! Bring your best haikus, limericks and the like! Also, feel free to send me that cheese ball four-pack. That looks awesome. And by “awesome” I mean, “made entirely out of food coloring and preservatives.”

Hooray, cheese!