Vegetable Poem PAD April 5th

Rhubarb

I pull crimson and romaine green stalks

from clumps of leafy plants, arrange rows

of straight stems to chop, chop, chop

like celery, red juice runs on the cutting

board. I scrape bite-size pieces into a bowl,

cover with sugar, and stir, stir, stir

like father did, the wooden spoon evidence,

the crystals absolution, the pie propitiation.

Kim King © 2015

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Poeming to save myself
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One Response to Vegetable Poem PAD April 5th

  1. whimsygizmo says:

    This is really wonderful. My mama loves rhubarb pie. This last three statements are perfection.

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