Oceanic Quotes
Oceanic
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“Aubade with Cutlery and Crickets"
In the dinner I cook for myself tonight,
you are an open drawer of cutlery.
I've smelled the top notes of butter knives
at your shoulder, the tang hidden in the blade
of your walk. I need a serving spoon
to scoop dal into a cool ceramic, a fork
with tines long enough to pierce the skin
of the butternut squash roasted
in honeyjuice. Even your hands
have become a kind of instrument—
delicate enough to slide crabmeat
out of the shell, sturdy enough to crack
a breastbone if need be. Or maybe what
I smelled that morning still full of starlight
and crickets when we said goodbye—
was the clean coolness of a knife's ricasso,
the flat rest for a thumb just before
the blade disappears into its handle.”
― Oceanic
In the dinner I cook for myself tonight,
you are an open drawer of cutlery.
I've smelled the top notes of butter knives
at your shoulder, the tang hidden in the blade
of your walk. I need a serving spoon
to scoop dal into a cool ceramic, a fork
with tines long enough to pierce the skin
of the butternut squash roasted
in honeyjuice. Even your hands
have become a kind of instrument—
delicate enough to slide crabmeat
out of the shell, sturdy enough to crack
a breastbone if need be. Or maybe what
I smelled that morning still full of starlight
and crickets when we said goodbye—
was the clean coolness of a knife's ricasso,
the flat rest for a thumb just before
the blade disappears into its handle.”
― Oceanic
“I’d rather share sunrise with him and loon call over the lake with him, the slap of shoreline threaded through screen windows with him—my heart slamming in my chest, against my shirt—a kind of kindling you’d never be able to light on your own.”
― Oceanic
― Oceanic
