Short Stuff by Douglas Gilbert, “Spinach”


I don’t grimace at the spinach anymore
since I tried a taste of
what you like
being your tongue
savoring many flavors of you

I’ve lost my kid’s taste
to try with you anew
your trusted leaf
in a book of nuance
where a sour pucker
turns into sweet lips
sounding pitches
thrown high and low
down dancing waves
with ripple effects
of affection that
taste me too,
clusters of fun with
a little mustard on my hot dog

—Douglas Gilbert
Books by Douglas Gilbert