
Let’s buy some groceries from this shopkeeper, a bottle of milk, an egg, a candy, a loaf of bread!
How would you like to eat them? one by one! Where will you store them? in your refrigerator! In your wooden box! Do whatever you wish, It’s all up to you!
But enjoy this poem today by Margaret Atwood, published in 1969, with the title, “Carrying home food in winter.”
I walk uphill through the snow
hard going
brown paper bag of groceries
balanced low on my stomach,
heavy, my arms stretching
to hold it turn all tendon.
Do we need this paper bag
my love, do we need this bulk
of peels and cores, do we need
these bottles, these roots
and bit of cardboard
to keep us floating
as on a raft
above the snow I sink through?
The skin creats
islands of warmth
in winter, in summer
the islands of coolness.
The mouth performs
a similar deception.
I say I will transform
this egg into a muscle
this bottle into an act of love.
This onion will become a motion.
this grapefruit
will become a thought.
Margaret Atwood
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