This Saturday is our CSA potlatch and farm tour! It starts at 11 and goes until 2 p.m. Please bring a dish to share and your family!
email firstname.lastname@example.org to confirm you’re coming!
Only to have a grief
equal to all these tears!
There’s not a sob in my chest.
Dry-hearted as Peer Gynt
I pare away, no hero,
merely a cook.
Crying was labor, once
when I’d good cause.
Walking, I felt my eyes like wounds
raw in my head,
so postal clerks, i thought, must stare.
A dog’s look, a cat’s, burnt to my brain-
yet all that stayed
stuffed in my lungs like smog.
These old tears in the chopping-bowl.
This week you’ll be getting celeriac. Check this out: