I Wrote A Good Omelet
I wrote a good omelet...and ate
a hot poem... after loving you
Buttoned my car...and drove my
coat home...in the rain...
after loving you
I goed on red...and stopped on
green...floating somewhere in between...
being here and being there...
after loving you
I rolled my bed...turned down
my hair...slightly
confused but...I don't care...
Laid out my teeth...and gargled my
gown...then I stood
...and laid me down...
To sleep...
after loving you
I wrote a good omelet...and ate
a hot poem... after loving you
Buttoned my car...and drove my
coat home...in the rain...
after loving you
I goed on red...and stopped on
green...floating somewhere in between...
being here and being there...
after loving you
I rolled my bed...turned down
my hair...slightly
confused but...I don't care...
Laid out my teeth...and gargled my
gown...then I stood
...and laid me down...
To sleep...
after loving you
In this poem, Giovanni expresses a view that is so essential to falling in love: blissful distraction. However, Giovanni never says that she is so crazy about her new love that she cannot think straight and she is totally screwing up everyday tasks. Instead, she uses the actual images of confusion to express the “experience” of this euphoric distraction. “I Wrote a Good Omelet” is not a complicated love poem but it is packed with sentiment and images. We understand her experience with love, even with her use of simple words.
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