Food Poetry

Every once in a while, I’ll try to feature a poem about food (thereby incorporating two things which keep me alive each day) for your reading pleasure.  Today’s poem is by Ron Padgett, an Oklahoma native who studied in New York and Paris during the artistic glory days of the 1960s.  Enjoy!

The Love Cook

Let me cook you some dinner.
Sit down and take off your shoes
and socks and in fact the rest
of your clothes, have a daquiri,
turn on some music and dance
around the house, inside and out,
it’s night and the neighbors
are sleeping, those dolts, and
the stars are shining bright,
and I’ve got the burners lit
for you, you hungry thing.

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One response to “Food Poetry

  1. Poetry from Oklahoma.

    Damn.

    I thought finding wine in Oklahoma was weird.

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