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The fine line between fair use and infringement gets crossed when a poem consists of a single word and a piece of punctuation. But I saw this poem by Gavin Ewart on Writer’s Almanac this morning, and I liked it, so here it is:

The Lover Writes a One-Word Poem

You!


At the recent bacchanal/poetry reading, I was going to tell a long-winded, entirely fictional story of a tempestuous relationship on a cross-Canada expedition, which supposedly culminated in my epic poem, “I Wouldn’t Fuck You If You Were the Last Girl in Saskatchewan,” which reads, in its entirety: “I wouldn’t fuck you if you were the last girl in Saskatchewan.” At the last minute, I decided that the entire thing was a terrible idea and abandoned it. People are thanking me still.