2006-10-16

I've been cooking. Comes with the weather: thirty degrees this morning, frost and coffee steam, and the sound of the heater like the sound of the oven. I dream of bread-crust and roast duck and potato knishes. There isn't an empty tupperware left in the house. Gram, what was your trick for the cranberry sauce? Is this why I'm cooking? I miss you.

The Kitchen Grammars

The verb in a Sanscrit or Farsi
or Latin or Japanese sentence
most frequently comes last,
as if the ingredients and spices
only after collection, measure and
even preservation might get cooked.
To all these cuisines renown attaches.

It's the opening of a Celtic sentence
is a verb. And it was more fire and pot
for us very often than ingredients.
Had we not fed our severed heads on poetry
final might have been our fame's starvation.
Upholding cuisine for us are the French
to be counting in scores and called Gallic.

In English and many more, in Chinese
the verb surrounds itself nucleus-fashion
with its subjects and qualifiers.
Down every slope of the wok they go
to the spitting middle, to be sauced,
ladled, lidded, steamed, flipped back up,
becoming verbs themselves often

and the calm egg centres the meatloaf

-- Les Murray

4 Comments:

Blogger william said...

Is flip (n.) really prior to flip (v.), he implies? Not that it isn't a swell poem. Steve Burt is reading at Bds October 26. You should come. His arch enemy Franz (!) Wright, who's teaching here now may be there. But I bet he won't be.

11:25 PM  
Blogger cookie said...

Do you know that your prose is poetic?

6:59 PM  
Blogger Rachel said...

I would love to come out next Friday -- even if Franz-not-Frank won't be there, and especially if you will be.

8:49 AM  
Blogger william said...

I was just reading about the hyacinth passage in Marias, I think (but oddly it might have been Propertius). Anyhow October 26 is a Thursday. I don't know that I can go to see Steve. But on Friday he (and I) will be at Harvard -- Houghton Library -- all day for a commemoration of Empson's centenary, and Ashbery will be reading there, both his own and Empson's poetry -- hasn't (yet) been widely publicized.

10:48 PM  

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