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Wednesday, April 22, 2015

Let's meet in a restaurant by Marge Piercy

Let's meet in a restaurant
by Marge Piercy

Is food the enemy?
Giving a dinner party has become
an ordeal. I lie awake the night
before figuring how to produce

a feast that is vegan, gluten free,
macrobiotic, avoiding all acidic
fruit and tomatoes, wine, all nuts,
low carb and still edible.

Are beetles okay for vegans?
Probably not. Forget chocolate
ants or fried grasshoppers.
Now my brains are cooked.

Finally seven o’clock arrives
and I produce the perfect meal.
At each plate for supper, a bowl
of cleanly washed pebbles. Enjoy!


Source: Made in Detroit (Knopf, 2015)

4 comments:

Ti said...

Being gluten free, I can totally relate to this! So much to consider. I laughed out loud.

Nadia A said...

Ti, that's why I love this poem - it made me LOL and I really needed a laugh.

Carole said...

Love Marge Piercy's work and this poem which I hadn't seen before. Cheers from Carole's chatter

Nadia A said...

I loved this poem. It was my first Marge Piercy and won't be my last :)