Last week, after writing about a little joy, I received a text from my friend Alex Ronan. “I came across this Donald Hall poem last week,” she wrote. I know that many of you love poetry, so I thought I’d share it here too.
Summer kitchen
by Donald Hall
In the high light of June, she was standing in the sink
In a glass of wine,
And then I heard the bobolink
Then I crushed the garlic in the late sunlight.
I saw her cooking from the chair.
She pressed her lips
Together we reached out to kitchenware.
I tasted the sauce from her fingertips.
“We’re ready now. Come,” she said.
“I’ll light the candle.”
We ate, talked, and slept.
And then I slept. It was a miracle.
How beautiful is it? What kind of poem do you like? I love love, which I love.
PS Other Poems:
*Kate Bear’s motherly poem makes me laugh and cry
*This poem is very romantic
*My grandmother recites Shakespeare
*This parenting poem exhaled my breath
*Poetry can change your life, nbd
(photograph Aubrey Odom/interpretation. )
Source: Cup of Jo – cupofjo.com
