Monday, May 11, 2009
mincing words
Ancient Chinese recipe for Tiger Soup:
"First catch the tiger...."
I was worried that I was
too easy to find.
There was too much of
myself out there.
I know you came looking.
but not just you,
the other one too...
There were too many
cooks in the kitchen.
I began to mince my words.
the poems suffered...
Blanched, Boiled, Braised
[(watered down)]
undercooked-
raw,
Too many cooks
have spoiled
the broth.
[she says]
If you can't take the heat,
get out of the kitchen-
But there is too much of myself
out there for you to find-
I have no where to go-
so the words and the poems
will have to do-
I will have to do-
You will have to do-
and now we're
cooking with gas.
09'
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