Wednesday, May 16, 2007

Today's poem - With Nighttime Falling by Iva E. Reed

Iva Reed is an old friend of mine. Though I do not like milk toast, I have fond memories of my mother eating it. I love this poem.


With
Nighttime
Falling


You know
what I'd like?

I'd like
some milk toast
like my mother used to make

And perhaps
to hear the woodthrush
calling

with
nighttime falling
at the edge of the wood

Iva E. Reed
November 2000

3 comments:

  1. I have never tasted milk toast and hope I never do! It doesn't sound at all appetizing!

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  2. I'm just not a fan of warm milk in any dish. But many people really love milk toast, and think of it as a "comfort" food. My mom made it often in the evenings.

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  3. I love the new picture at the top of your sidebar!!

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