This weird, visionary poem Short Talk on Pain came from a Poem-a-day, an often wonderful poetry resource. Who else but Anne Carson can write a cosmic poem about green peas! I love her uncanny and inventive words that so often arrive at the unexpected. Love Susie. x
Short Talk on Pain
Lawns and fields and hills and wide old velvet sleeves, green things. They stretch, fold, roll away, unfurl and calm the eye. Look lush in paintings. Battles are fought on greens. Or you could spread a meal and sup. How secretly they lie, floors of distant forests. Next comes the grave, in many a poem about green. But this is not a poem. This is a billboard for frozen green peas. Frozen green peas are good for pain.