Saturday, January 10, 2009

Poem: What We Call Vegetables: Tuber


We sample Adam
and so his sons
name us yams.

We stem from hunger,
tough-skinned, brown-fleshed
God. We dream

of endless eating,
large and portable
power for good

but raise a chief,
and then an empire.


Kate said...

Nice series, Jee. Making tough choices yields fruitful brevity. All good wishes for this New Year.

Jee Leong Koh said...

Thanks, Kate. Happy new year to you too!