The day after Thanksgiving. The house is very clean and ordered, many thanks due to the daughter home from college. The refrigerator is full of leftovers. I wonder now if the crowd listening to Jesus somehow didn't need as much to eat because of the cornucopia of Jesus himself. A new thought while the turkey is being made into soup.
We used every dish and plate,
Every piece of silverware
We own.
Somehow,
With all that food
We ate less
Than we usually do.
We talked more.
The turkey was almost forgotten
In the oven.
It collapsed in on itself
A crispy brown mass,
barely recognizable
As a baked bird.
We laughed
And ate more sweet potatoes.
I woke this morning
Wondering about the plural
Of the word cornucopia
How does a person
Pluralize abundance?
Horns (or baskets)
Full of bread and fish?
A refrigerator full of leftovers?
The beginning of turkey soup
On the stove?
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