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

Translation:

Slip into the living room

While Rich is lost in his words.

Take

the

book

intomymouth...

there's nothing

quite like

a dusty paperback

autographed

by a

dead person.