A few years ago, I set out to write a poem that was cute and funny and rhyming. It doesn’t seem to have a home in the current market, so I thought I’d post it here instead.<\/p>\n
Mother’s Remedies<\/p>\n
by Rachel Swirsky<\/p>\n
Kitchen bare, the children’s stomachs ached
\nrumbling with involuntary fast.
\n“Hush dears,” mother called. “No need to fret.
\nElves have come to cook us a repast.<\/p>\n
“They warbled love songs to the pantry
\n’til water coyly boiled hot.
\nPotatoes spiced and diced themselves.
\nCarrots swooned into the pot.<\/p>\n
“With tears of joy, onions peeled their skins.
\nThyme and basil jumped in to swim laps.
\nLeaves of cabbage lined up single file
\nand dived inside like girls in bathing caps.<\/p>\n
“Not to be outdone a fleet of gnomes
\nbubbled up a brine of salt and wine,
\nmoonlight, mumbled prayers, and tangled hair,
\nsocks and rocks and clocks and dusty twine.<\/p>\n
They attached a pulley to my spoon.
\nHo heave ho, they yanked it to and fro.
\nFlash! Smash! Crash! and look, a gourmet roast
\ngolden flesh alchemic’ly aglow.<\/p>\n
Cupboard pixies in a baking pan
\nfixed a ten-tiered cherry cake so sweet
\njust a slice would make the meanest grump
\ngrin and cheer and dance along the street.”<\/p>\n
Mother beamed. “Can\u2019t you smell it all?
\nBubbling broth, fresh apples, bread and cream?
\nRecall the scent as you drift to sleep
\nand let it fill your bellies with sweet dreams.”<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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