The POTW: Verse Til It Hurts


POTW #745
(Week of 14 November, 2010)

When a poet calls someone a cracker, he probably means something different from what normal people mean....


Your heart and sides are fenestrated
No simple vapid squarity
Exotically accentuated

The crack you make at mastication
Sundering of cliffs of granite
Crisp tectonic castigation
Of the hubris of the planet

Unpretentiously unsalted
Peasant music to the tongue
Grain and history exalted
Earthy subtleties are sung

And when you're gulped and nourishing
A part of me, concluded snack
Your loss is not discouraging
So many siblings in the stack!

Copyright © 2010 by Dave Grossman

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