A Line Drawn in the Soup

edited May 6 in Poems















A Line Drawn in the Soup




 




I'm sorry or is it excuse me




if I speak Russian with a distant




French accent.




 




The reason is my two aunties




with whom I spent a lot of time




in Kiev where I was made and




 




lived soon after my birth.




They spoke to me only in that




tongue. Well, OK, that's also




 




because a general under




Napoleon fell back and turned




his coat on his leader




 




by marrying one of my great




grandmothers. Yet I assure you




I never thought I was a snob




 




until marrying my 4-generations




San Franciscan wife who called




me a French snob whenever I'd be




 




overly critical of the Americans.




I won't mention how proud she




is upon telling and retelling the




 




story of when she met in her




grand- mother's home with




Jack London's daughters.




 




In any case I was especially




critical when I'd observe




Americans in restaurants,




 




fork in right hand stabbing




their plate as if they were




murdering their mothers-in-law.




 




Well, it's not my fault if my




tastes run along the




troika-furrowed blue lines




 




in the snow.




I still dissect the chicken




on my gold- rimmed Bavarian




 




dinner plate with fork and knife




using my left and right hands




with surgical dexterity.




 




Maybe I missed my




Hippocratic Corpus calling.




Unlike some of our presidents




 




who sketch red lines in crumbling




sand. Yes I still like borscht and




shchi and for poetic license that's




 




where I draw the line with sour




cream separating the beets from




the kapusta.




 



~~~

Comments

  • Posts: 0
    I like this piece very much-the presidents S8,L1
    is too telling. The rest of this poem is borscht
    like your grandma's!

    Jim
  • Posts: 271
    Thanks Jim. I appreciate your pointer. I'll redo the telling parts next round as my vote goes elsewhere.
  • Posts: 0
    Hi Alex, interesting poem. You had me googling some stuff, such as "shchi". I often had borscht cooked by a jewish friend. It was delicious, but I'm not sure of the ingresdients. Fact is, there´s so much in Wikipedia about borscht, that I've gotten dizzy reading about all the varieties. 
    Your poem is highly original. I suggest you remove "great" from Bonaparte, as you already have great grandmother in the next line. Maybe substitute for another qualifier. 
    I can relate to being called a "french snob". In Argentina there were lots of French aristocrats, as well as French styled drawing-rooms, also  buildings. People travelled a great deal to Paris, especially poets, artists, writers, and of course the wealthy to purchse fine silks, carpets, perfumes and so on. 
    But in the last century all that dwindled, becoming third generation Argentines with regular passports and other legal attributes. So the term "afransesado" become common, in a despective way, often meaning feminine mannerisms, and now simply gay. Even tho' they might not be gay at all. 
    Political and social correctness are the norm since LGBT rights are placed under law, along with same sex marriage. 

    Great title, nicely rounded off with "the red line" between borscht and shchi.
    Best, Gracy
    P.S.: My mouth is watering, I want my borscht!!
  • Posts: 0
    HA! Gotta Draw the Line with the borscht! LOL!

    Kenny A. Chaffin
    "Strive on with Awareness" - Siddhartha Gautama
  • Posts: 271

    Gracy,

    Thank you for your review & notable national remarks. I'm very much "into" Latin events so I appreciate your contribution that I implemented.

    Kenny,

    Thank you also. It's nice to give me a shoulder.


    Jim,

    If I understood you then my poem may crumble haha!

  • Posts: 0
    Hardly! A slight refashioning with your Belarusian skill set would do well!

    Jim









  • Posts: 271

    Thanks Jim,

    By now maybe too much refashioning but I am happier than before having corrected my wife's many fading San Franciscan memories. She's even related to Tom Thumb... she hates it when I mention it ...rotflmao

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