Words and food and childhood memories – in honor of poet Adrienne Rich, I’d like to share one of my favorite poems of hers . . it makes me happy.

Miracle Ice Cream
by Adrienne Rich

Miracle’s truck comes down the little avenue,

Scott Joplin ragtime strewn behind it like pearls,

and, yes, you can feel happy

with one piece of your heart.

 

Take what’s still given: in a room’s rich shadow

a woman’s breasts swinging lightly as she bends.

Early now the pearl of dusk dissolves.

Late, you sit weighing the evening news,

fast-food miracles, ghostly revolutions,

the rest of your heart.

 

Poetry matters! Click here to read more of Adrienne Rich’s work online.

 

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