Monday, August 3, 2009

this is just to say...

i have a bowl of plums pre-washed, sitting in the fridge. they are beautifully red and begging to be eaten. but around here, they don't have to beg for long. my kids love plums! they are in and out of the refrigerator all day, snacking on plums. today i picked up two half eaten plums off of the floor. one was stashed under a stack of art work in the living room and the other under a pile of dirty clothes in the bathroom. when i found the first one i was annoyed. but when i found the second one, i turned sentimental, thinking of the day that will come much too soon when i will no longer find half eaten plums. remnants of a busy day, much too busy to stop and finish the snacking. there will be a 'talking to' tomorrow about food waste, of course, but i wish i could hold on to these sweet preschool days longer than time will truly allow.

this is just to say

i have eaten
the plums
that were in
the icebox

and which
you were probably
for breakfast

forgive me
they were delicious
so sweet
and so cold

william carlos williams


nicola said...

lovely poem!
our tree drips with plums. plum season is over here, but i still have jam from last year and plums in the freezer for winter cobblers!

Crunchy Christian Mom said...

what a perfect poem for that moment! I really like WCW.

Mandy said...

We like the preschool stage around our house, too. Could you have guessed it???

gardenmama said...

You have painted such a beautiful picture in my mind of your day... and I know these moments of 'messiness' with little ones, But I do appreciate so much the way you looked at it with new eyes in a sentimental way... these are the days to remember... Beautiful! These are the things that *are* precious and so simple if looked at in that way. Thank you for sharing this sweet story.

Coby said...

Did I tell you how much I love this poem? If not...I love this poem very much :) I love poets that chapter the simplicity of life and remind us that many times it is sacred. Thanks for sharing sister.

Coby said...

by "chapter" I mean "capture"

The Kramer Family said...

I love that poem! I had it memorized in high school and would catch myself randomly quoting it!

Hooray for plums!