Issue Thirty-Five - Winter 2020

There Is a Pleasure

By Chet Corey

There is a pleasure
in lifting the lid and stirring
ham & split-pea soup
my wife has left simmering.
It draws me out of myself
to set whatever I’m doing
down and get up
and go into the kitchen
as if it were our bedroom
and she was waiting
naked under bedcovers.

There is a pleasure
in lifting back my side
of bedding and crawling in.
I don’t know how to describe it.
It’s like being drawn
into the aroma warm kitchen
by whatever is simmering,
lifting the cover, deeply inhaling,
and stirring and sampling
a spoonful.
And then a spoonful more.

Copyright 2020 Corey