I am in the kitchen again,
By the time I am done I think I will have cooked
– Except duck à l'orange. No one likes duck à l'orange.
– And Peking duck. No one cooks that.
Okay, so nothing with duck,
but some things I have cooked so much,
I could cook them asleep standing up.
In fact part of me is sleeping
even as I speak. It may not be
but here is the part you see,
stirring, seasoning, chopping,
and there is the part that is sleeping
oh so far down
in my mother bear bed,
as the mother bear sleeps:
dreaming of the red berries
that grow in the deep dark woods.