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  • I read a poem
    Scratched my head
    Wondered if it was me.
    My lack.
    I could read the words, make them resonate with meaning and significance
    even if I didn’t get it.
    The author used symbols and spacing so artfully,
    Dropped names.
    inserted references.
    All of which meant bugger all to me.
    Every word,
    and certainly the poet’s bio,
    told me he was clearly in.
    Left me shivering.


    Then I remembered the egg separator.
    Maybe you’ve seen the clip?
    A better way to separate eggs.

    The technique that used to make a cook:
    The tender split, the even break,
    The tipping back and forth without a scratch or tear,
    Leaving whites puddled in a bowl
    And yolks still proud.
    This used to make and mark the deft hand chef.

    The tool that makes cooks of all of us?
    A plastic water bottle and a bit of a squeeze.
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