The Things to Do

The things to do: bring an egg from her Hens, a found apple, beet leaf, cat's-ear foliage, Ensuring freshness even in October.

The skillet she heats, oil frisking. Here's egg: break yolk, turn once or twice; Insert chopped fruit and greens, with salt and pepper; Now turn again, wait, remove from heat,

Give all to a spelt wrap. As she sits to her meal, a Sun rises, invests her eastern window, spills in To caress and warm six thick maple boards Of her grandmother's table. Whatever remains to be Done's already forgotten: the meal an emblem Of all her morning cared to be.