You don’t see many poems celebrating the sense of smell.
Sight rules the roost, cock-a-doodles its pre-eminence
on every page; the nose rarely gets a look-in.
An anthology of ‘Smell’ poems would be very thin indeed
and would be ‘on the nose’ for most readers.
I haven’t had a whiff of a good smell poem for years.
- I can’t think of a single poem celebrating the sense of smell, can you?
- have you written a short poem, perhaps a funny one, on smells you could put in the comments column for the delight of readers?
- have you a vivid memory of a particular smell?