Wednesday, November 26, 2008

Rebel Girl's Poetry Corner:"my shining loaf of quietness"

It's Thanksgiving. Rebel Girl's son has donned his "Indian vest" made of brown paper grocery bags (his read "Lucky" on the inside) and his headress of bright construction paper feathers and paraded with his peers in front of parents to sing a song about an unhappy turkey.

Rebel Girl and family will have three Thanksgivings: one on the day in West Covina (lots of Alvarezes); one on the next day (just her and her fellas); and then another on the weekend when Special Needs Mama and her family visit for an overnight in the yurt. They plan to eat, to hike, to make music perhaps.

So - she's been baking. This year's theme is bread. She likes the faithfulness of the yeast and how the house smells like real people live it in. She likes to think that her son will remember this smell and her, that she's making a memory, a good one.

Today's poem is one she's shared before, written by Peter Everwine:
Night

In the lamplight falling
on the white tablecloth
my plate,
my shining loaf of quietness.

I sit down.
Through the open door
all the absent who I love enter
and we eat.
~~~~~~~
Happy Thanksgiving!

6 comments:

AOR said...

Thanks, Reb -
It's a lovely picture. (Is that really your bread?) You've inspired me to try again. Actually, you inspire me frequently, and I haven't said that enough.

Last week we tried baking bagels. They did smell good, and they tasted OK, and even had an East-Coast "bite," but they unwound a little while rising and came out looking like Jewish croissants.

But you're right, the kid had fun, and we all increased our appreciation of how much work is done by people we never see. Enjoy your Thanksgivings!

Anonymous said...

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Political Correctness Run Amok. It seems that not every academician is on the same page on this one.

Anonymous said...

Rebel Girl makes great bread.

Anonymous said...

Great bread, indeed!!

Happy Thanksgiving to you and all those you love, Reb.

Anonymous said...

Did someone pinch a loaf here?

Anonymous said...

If it's of any hope, Reb, I spent hours at Christmas time with my children baking a special Christmas cookie to give as gifts to their friends, family, teachers--even the mail carrier. The kids still talk about it today, wondering if I'll bake with them again, though they're now adults! It's a memory recalled by many, even a former mail-carrier, I'd wager.

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