Poetry Month, Day 7 - Serendipity

Today's word, Serendipity, came from fellow Hearing Itinerant Teacher, Tracy.  Tracy is a phenomenal teacher, baker, bow maker - and who knows what else!  Luckily for me - or should I say, serendipitously for me, she doesn't write poetry - at least not that I know of! 


When I was looking for an image for this post, I came across this photo of Andy Warhol and this interesting little story on the site, Revolver Gallery.

In the heart of Little Italy, sharing a cold water flat with creepies, crawlies and things that go bump in the night lived Serendipity 3. Serendipity meant the art of finding the pleasantly unexpected by chance or sagacity. The word was invented by eighteenth century wordsmith Sir Horace Walpole; it evoked the ancient legend of the three princes of the island no longer known as Serendip. Serendipity 3 was New York’s first coffee house boutique. Before he was anyone, Andy Warhol declared it his favorite sweet shop, and paid his chits in drawings.
Andy Warhol and Stephen Bruce, 1962.  Photo by: John Ardoin

Serendipity

When rhyming serendipity,

I took a little liberty.

I know that's not a perfect rhyme,

but I don't have a lot of time.

If it were serendipitous,

I could have used precipitous.

But, NO, it's serendipity -

which smacks of your duplicity!

So, there you have it - now I'm through.

I leave it here for your review!

 

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