From Sisyphus: Soup and Bread
Sisyphus speaking to the stars remembers the woman who made soup and breadBoiling bones in water from the spring,she’ d throw in onions,garlic, carrots with their tops,peelings she had left from other mealsand brew a broth where we could swim like fishup rivers of aroma.She’d chop up cabbagesand other roots and throw them inalong with beans she’d driedand let them simmer in the kettlehalf the day,stirring now and thenand sipping from a spoon,her eyes closed,searching for the taste she dreamed a...