I loved old movies even when I was a kid and a few decades haven’t cooled my ardor for them. – Ron
How My Mother Negotiated the Domestic Sphere
I was twelve or so when she handed me
a cookbook. “If you don’t do it, we’ll starve.”
I read about pot roast and meat loaf.
Mashed potatoes. Green beans all the same
length. Apple pie.
I wore an apron with a rooster on the front.
She went to matinees with Lana Turner
and Joan Crawford.
At 6:00 she served dinner and my father said,
“This is surprisingly good, Annabelle.”
That was her idea of revenge – not a slug
right in his heart from a forty-four. Not
a boyfriend with a scar and a silk suit.
Ron Koertge is the current poet laureate of South Pasadena. Reach him at this address: firstname.lastname@example.org