I Ate the Cosmos for Breakfast Melissa Studdard

ISBN: 9780988944756

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I Ate the Cosmos for Breakfast  by  Melissa Studdard

I Ate the Cosmos for Breakfast by Melissa Studdard
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Praise for I Ate the Cosmos for Breakfast:“Melissa Studdard’s high-flying, bold poetic language expresses an erotic appetite for the world: ‘this desire to butter and eat the stars,’ as she says, in words characteristically large yet domestic,MorePraise for I Ate the Cosmos for Breakfast:“Melissa Studdard’s high-flying, bold poetic language expresses an erotic appetite for the world: ‘this desire to butter and eat the stars,’ as she says, in words characteristically large yet domestic, ambitious yet chuckling at their own nerve.

This poet’s ardent, winning ebullience echoes that of God, a recurring character here, who finds us Her children, splotchy, bawling and imperfect though we are, “flawless in her omniscient eyes.”--Robert Pinsky“In so many ways the poems in this book read like paintings, touching and absorbing the light of the known world while fingering the soul until it lifts, trembling. Gates splayed, bodies read as books, and hearts born of mouths, Studdards study, which is a creation unto itself, would have no doubt pleased Nerudas taste for the alchemic impurity of poetry, which is, as we know, poetry that is not only most pure of heart, but beautifully generous in vision and feeling.”--Cate MarvinSome Poems:I ATE THE COSMOS FOR BREAKFAST--after Thich Nhat HanhIt looked like a pancake,but it was creation flattened out--the fist of God on a head of wheat,milk, the unborn child of an unsuspectingchicken—all beaten to batterand drizzled into a pan.I brewed some tea and closed my eyeswhile I ate the sun, the air, the rain,photosynthesis on a plate.I ate the time it took that chickento bear and lay her eggand the energy a cow takesto lactate a cup of milk.I thought of the farmers, the truck drivers,the grocers, the peoplewho made the bag that stored the wheat,and my labor over the stove seemed short,and the pancake tasted good,and I was thankful.WE ARE THE UNIVERSE--inspired by the Eric Anfinson painting,The Bravest WomanWatching your mouth as you eat I thinkperhaps an apple is the universe and your bodyis an orchard full of trees.

I’ve seen the way your leavescling to the ground in fall, and I noticed thenthat your voice sounded soft, like feathered, drifting thingscoming finally to rest. Note:I was the core in your pink flesh. Youwere hungry birdsand foxes walking though the miles of me.You climbed, dug your nails in my bark, yankedsomething loose. Don’t tell me what it is.Just keep it close.Because I planted these rowsand rows of myself for you--so I could lick the juice from your lips,so I could rememberhow round and hotthe promise of seed. If I could findthat orchard right now, I’d run all through the rowsof you.

I’d stand in the center and twirluntil, dizzy, I fell. I’d climb high and shakeuntil the only thing left in you was longing,and you’d write a poem for me. You’d say:Your mouth is the universe. Your desireis an orchard full of trees.



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