Saturday, June 11, 2005

from According to the Joy


the making of a perfect mayonnaise is the Sunday job for Papa

to avoid anti-climax remember

the smooth, rich-looking glisten of hand beaten

don’t try if a thunderstorm is in progress, as it simply will not bind

outdoor enthusiasts do best when they stick to simple methods

separate the leaves and wash thoroughly

try some of the wild as well as the cultivated

place firm ripe bananas between halves

wet ones should be patted between towels

lie down until skilled help comes and keep quiet and warm

if someone is with you, let her remove any loose clothing . . . but do not let her touch



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4 comments:

Peter said...

This is part of a long poem I am working on, made from random lines found in The Joy of Cooking.

A. J. Patrick Liszkiewicz said...

I'm really digging this, Peter.

Patty said...

I was just reading Poets & Writers and saw you'd won the PS award. I remembered your name from strolling through blogs. All this to say: congratulations!

the machinist said...

Peter, Peter--always doing new things. Keep it up. You're killer.