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| It Must Be Time For Lunch Now, 1979, by Francesca Woodman |
Forks, spoons, knives
These are just tools,
Forms to accomplish some
Function,
Such as the delivery of food to
The body.
Chopsticks, fingers
Would also suit
The purpose.
The beauty
of the form lies
in its ability to perform
of the form lies
in its ability to perform
The task.
Does the fork’s metal catch the light
To bake the perfect print?
Do the chopsticks hold the hair
In a delicious bun atop the head?
Is the finger the correct length and diameter
For a dependable and silent purge?
Is the knife sharp enough to slice away the pain
Without killing the host?
and Poetry Jam, Love and Hate
10 comments:
'Forms to accomplish function' ~~ a new way of looking at simple utensils. Great combination of the prompts ...
Wow, this is a strong, stunning, surprising poem. I had no idea where it was going until the last four lines; and then I had to read it over a second time. Definitely love - hate! Thanks for sharing with Poetry Jam.
whew...nice last couple lines there....i prefer chopsticks....on the plate or as a finishing touch in the hair...or finger food....smiles.
Whew...intense and deep. Great piece.
Sharp, pointed - and may I say, "cutting edge"?
A chilling and calculated end ~ The last 4 lines were clever ~
Wow. The ending completely took me by surprise. Very powerful
Wow. That kind of hit me right between the eyes. Yow!!!
Quite a striking photo with this very striking poem. Vivid message through ordinary forms. The ending lines are haunting.
Whoa, definitely quite the turn in those last four lines! So well-written, thanks for sharing this!
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