Were we needled? Of course one was not reprimanded, nor made to feel a scallywag, but underneath his most lighthanded verse why did that finger wag? Literary Lunch It’s fun to fork down noun and verb Like so much soufflé and baklava, then air the routine paragraphs, your audience, of course, superb in the routine of their laughs, their durance in this crass palaver. Farm Visit I know a fellow with his rake will face a lunging tiger snake, yet when he airs his poems, their spices, send that courage all to pieces. I learn We meet for lunch, his…