Read Poem: Plots and Plans by Ilene Kaminsky

Genre – life

This is a four part poem

I. Born

Raising a child,

Frying eggs in a skillet or

Cutting an onion slice,

Requires little dexterity,

Just a sharp knife handle

and a steady hand.

Flipping over easy

Self centered delicate

Runny bright yolks to

Mop up with toast.

Sweet thick rings from

Bewitching mother of pearl sweet Georgia Vidalias slipping over crazed porcelain

Plates heavy, heavy

With steaks fit for a father- blue centered alone.

But infants insist,

on and on

they really do

Time for feeding, feed her

Maybe dab, a pinky in

Sour mash whiskey no

Not always! But

She’s fidgety and fussy

A finger to the gums

persuading those big eyes

While my own onion slicing tears

(I stop them with my open mouth).

Pin rolling down the dough

I once kicked an old can

Now it’s round and right Perfect for

Biscuits. Those dimpled…