Tuesday, July 10, 2012

In What World

In What World

If you want to know what
happens to a dream deferred,
open up the crisper. This is
who I want to be, asparagus
and grape tomatoes and
cucumber. The fridge is
responsibility, and the pantry,
resourcefulness. In what world
will I ever use up a whole onion
I remember thinking, ten years
ago, and this morning, it’s hmm,
almost out of onion
. Groceries
are tarot cards, we can read them
like they are. You can be good
here, you can be your intentions.
If our civilization falls while we
are still alive, the Giant Eagle
is where we’ll hide. The apocalypse
gets filmed in the neighbor’s kitchen,
the mall, and the supermarket.
We will brace the doors with
whatever we can find, carts, crates,
lobster tanks. Hunger returns,
writes alive across us, flees,
approaches. Whose hunger could
we banish to the outskirts of
our village. There can be joy
in opening the crisper, finding
a third of a sweet potato on
the brink of mold or dessication.
There is still a way to save this.


  1. A lot of fascination lately with what is saved and lost, Hannah. We can save the world by saving what's in our refrigerators, or lose the sense of life by denying the decay that is the most intrinsic part of life. Should I eat that broccoli - am I feeling lucky?

  2. All of that about the onion and sweet potato really made me think of similar moments I've had. I likely would not have pondered them!

  3. I wish I'd had this poem to read before I had to throw out the remains of days without power last week.

  4. Was JUST reading Langston Hughes, "a dream deferred . . . " You offer an excellent twist on the classic.

  5. Our civilization is falling in many places ... must reread and reread...lovely poem Hannah!

  6. Oh dear, now I'm afraid to look in the refrigerator!


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