Thursday, March 17, 2005
Happy St. Patrick's Day
A poem to enjoy with your corned beef & cabbage.
Cabbage
She was about to chop the head
In half,
But I made her reconsider
By telling her:
"Cabbage symbolizes mysterious love."
Or so said one Charles Fourier,
Who said many other strange and wonderful things,
So that people called him mad behind his back.
Whereupon I kissed the back of her neck
Ever so gently.
Whereupon she cut the cabbage in two
With a single stroke of her knife.
--Charles Simic
Cabbage
She was about to chop the head
In half,
But I made her reconsider
By telling her:
"Cabbage symbolizes mysterious love."
Or so said one Charles Fourier,
Who said many other strange and wonderful things,
So that people called him mad behind his back.
Whereupon I kissed the back of her neck
Ever so gently.
Whereupon she cut the cabbage in two
With a single stroke of her knife.
--Charles Simic
| posted by Barbara | 10:06 PM