By ~ John Cotton
In the kitchen
After the aimless
Chatter of the plates,
The murmurings of the gas,
The chuckle of the water pipes
And the sharp exchanges
Of knives, forks and spoons,
Comes the serious quiet,
When the sink slowly clears its throat
And you can hear the occasional rumble
Of the refrigerator's tummy
As it digests the cold.
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really good
ReplyDeleteMakes the idea of a kitchen "come to life"
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ReplyDeleteFantastic piece of prose. I remember studying this in second grade under the tutelage of our teacher, Belinda Moylein, who
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