Enga mellom fjella

Disposal of the carrot top

Disposal of the carrot top

They called him Ginger,
Carrot Top.
Among the row of sun bleached parsnips
he stood out:
orange and sweet and succulent.
No turnip ever sprouted leaves like his,
combed as fine as feathers;
nor was any beet as fit and trim.
His shoulders rose above the dirt,
the common veggie-folks
surrounding him.
They pulled Gin first,
to sacrifice his succulence
as if to serve a king a pot of stew.
He swam with onions, taters, til
they served him up to you:
orange and sweet,
his feathered carrot top
wilting by the sink.

© 2009 Kåre Enga [165.434] 2009-02-03

This is third poem of a trilogy. "Stalking the wild haggis" and "Wailing the lonesome lutefisk" have already been sketched. Well ... if you can do better with the prompt (the title) ... please be my guest.

Blah blah blahsheep, have you any ***bleep***:

I'm not awake yet. Should never do blog entries in the morning. Should never get up in the morning, period! And folks wonder how I struggled for years getting to work by 8:30 to wake up by 10. Morning cheer was an oxymoron.

But mornings are wonderful, you say! And I agree ... for sleeping.

The breast controversy continued yesterday as someone objected to me speaking about breasts in the bookstore. Wonder what she'll do when a woman is there breast-feeding! I do not understand this local debate over Montana state law [The law explicitly states that women have a RIGHT to breast feed anywhere at anytime and cannot be accused of indecent exposure]. I do not understand why some folks are so adamant against babies breast-feeding in public. Then again, maybe she thinks a bookstore is a hush-hush library?

I had a silly image of a protest with men and women wearing T-shirts with flesh colored bullseyes on them and the message "support breast-feeding or suck these!". Maybe that would be too risque.

But, I can see me writing enough "in praise of breasts" poems to make a chapbook (with a bullseye cover)

WEATHER GNU'S:

They have no clue about the weather around here. The forecast was dense dangerous fog for this morning. It is crystal clear sunshine.

Montana: 15º at 8:00

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