Edited by Ted Kooser, US Poet Laureate, 2004-06

Memories have a way of attaching themselves to objects, to details, to physical tasks, and here, George Bilgere, an Ohio poet, happens upon mixed feelings about his mother while slicing a head of cabbage.

Corned Beef and Cabbage

I can see her in the kitchen,
Cooking up, for the hundredth time,
A little something from her
Limited Midwestern repertoire.
Cigarette going in the ashtray,
The red wine pulsing in its glass,
A warning light meaning
Everything was simmeringOf her smile, as she boiled
The beef into submission,
Chopped her way
Through the vegetable kingdom
With the broken-handled knife
I use tonight, feeling her
Anger rising from the dark
Chambers of the head
Of cabbage I slice through,
Missing her, wanting
To chew things over
With my mother again.

American Life in Poetry is made possible by The Poetry Foundation, publisher of Poetry magazine. It is also supported by the Department of English at the University of Nebraska-Lincoln. Poem copyright (c)2002 by George Bilgere, whose most recent book of poetry is Haywire (Utah State University Press, 2006). Poem reprinted from The Good Kiss, (The University of Akron Press, 2002) by permission of the author and publisher. Introduction copyright (c) 2009 by The Poetry Foundation. We do not accept unsolicited manuscripts.

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