Tuesday, August 17, 2010

How to Eat a Poem by Eve Merriam & Bailey Kent

    How to Eat a Poem by Eve Merriam
    Don't be polite.
    Bite in.
    Pick it up with your fingers and lick the juice that
    may run down your chin.
    It is ready and ripe now, whenever you are.

    You do not need a knife or fork or spoon
    or plate or napkin or tablecloth.

    For there is no core
    or stem
    or rind
    or pit
    or seed
    or skin
    to throw away.

    Wrf..woof... Umwfwoof....grr–woooof:

    by Bailey Tuckerman Kent


    Slip into the living room

    While Rich is lost in his words.





    there's nothing

    quite like

    a dusty paperback


    by a

    dead person.

1 comment: