[632] I Wrote A Good Omelet

Guest poem submitted by Tiffany Mork, <tirani@>:

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

      -- Nikki Giovanni

This poem has been a favorite of mine since high school, when a mentor, in a
desperate bid to keep me out of trouble, introduced me to Ms. Giovanni's
works and then Ms. Giovanni herself. The jumbled cliches and mixed up
phrases of everyday life so completely evoke the jumbled and mixed up
emotions of finding new love and being swept away with it, that one just
simply smiles and nods, understanding it completely.

Ms. Giovanni is currently a Professor of English at Virgina Polytechnic
Institute and State University; there's more biographical information at
http://athena.english.vt.edu/Giovanni/cv/biog.html

Tiffany Mork.