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Heather McHugh
PHILSOPHER ORDERS CRISPY PORK
PHILSOPHER ORDERS CRISPY PORK
PHILSOPHER ORDERS CRISPY PORK
I love him so, this creature I praywas treated kindly. I will pay
as much as pig-lovers see fit
to guarantee him that. As for his fat,
I’d give up years yes years of my
own life for such
a gulpable semblable.
(My life! Such as it is! This
liberality of leaves! The world
won’t need those seventeen more
poems, after all, there being
so few subjects to be treated. Three
if by subject we mean anyone
submitted to another’s
will. Two if by subject we mean
topic. One if by death we wind up
meaning love. And none if a subject
must entail
the curlicue’s indulgence of itself.)
© 2008, Heather McHugh
From: Poetry, Vol. 192, No. 4, July/August
Publisher: Poetry, Chicago
From: Poetry, Vol. 192, No. 4, July/August
Publisher: Poetry, Chicago
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PHILSOPHER ORDERS CRISPY PORK
I love him so, this creature I praywas treated kindly. I will pay
as much as pig-lovers see fit
to guarantee him that. As for his fat,
I’d give up years yes years of my
own life for such
a gulpable semblable.
(My life! Such as it is! This
liberality of leaves! The world
won’t need those seventeen more
poems, after all, there being
so few subjects to be treated. Three
if by subject we mean anyone
submitted to another’s
will. Two if by subject we mean
topic. One if by death we wind up
meaning love. And none if a subject
must entail
the curlicue’s indulgence of itself.)
From: Poetry, Vol. 192, No. 4, July/August
PHILSOPHER ORDERS CRISPY PORK
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