Cutting Board
An even plane,
wood grain swirling across
like trails of smoke.
A backdrop
that supports the food
you slice. The cutting board
welcomes the knife
after it passes through tomato
or pepper or apple.
The blade bites into
the fruit and then the wood,
ssssss-clomp, ssssss-clomp
some steam-powered
horse arriving just outside
your door, pawing the ground.
Oh, I LOVE your poetry!
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