Poetry Pause: “In Praise of the Potato”
I am completely in love with Garrison Keillor’s “The Writer’s Almanac”, especially since I discovered I could read/listen to it online. Every day I check out what little nugget of poetry is featured, and more often than not end up scouting out additional works by the author later on. Here is the poem from today that fits perfectly with this food obsessed blog. I hope you enjoy it as much as I do!
In Praise of the Potato
by David Williams
Potato, sojourner north, first sprung
from the flanks of volcanoes, plainspoken kin
to bright chili and deadly nightshade,
sleek eggplant and hairy tobacco,
we could live on you alone if we had to,
and scorched-earth marauders never bothered you much.
I love you because your body’s a stem,
your eyes sprout, and you’re not in the Bible,
and if we did not eat your strength,
you’d drive it up, into a flower.