That’s What You Wrote About the Green Beans Dear Sugarplum, I picked the first of the beans today. I’ll cook them the way Dad liked. Overcook them, really, flavored with plenty of bacon grease. There’s a cucumber ready, too. I’ll slice it up and sprinkle it with vinegar and sugar. No tomatoes yet except for a few cherry tomatoes. I ate them in the early morning, the way you used to before you grabbed your bike from the little building and headed off to the pool. What should I have with the beans? Maybe just a sandwich with slices of leftover pot roast. Well, it’s just about time to go to coffee. Arby’s today. Rae’s in Nebraska, but everyone else will be there. Love, Mom That’s what you wrote about the green beans. Or what you would have written if you were still here. © Mary Lee Hahn, 2022
A couple of weeks ago, Linda (A Word Edgewise) offered up her third annual “Clunker Exchange.” I chose the line “That’s what you wrote about the green beans,” and I couldn’t have been more surprised by the poem (and memories) those eight words were able to elicit. Thank you, Linda, for this beautiful not-a-clunker-to-me!
Now let’s see what you’ve been writing (or reading) these days! Are you getting ready to take part in the Sealey Challenge? Share your stack if you’ve made one! Can’t imagine reading a book of poetry every day in August? Children’s poetry books count!!
I’m going totally old-school with the roundup this week. Leave your link and a short description in the comments. That’s it. If you’re not able to comment for some reason, I’ll help: mary lee dot hahn at gmail