I love this poem, for the surprise at the end. What do you think? The Well Bread Dog by John Hegley
One evening John came home from work
went into the kitchen to make himself a nice cup of tea
and on the kitchen table, in a plastic bag,
he discovered a large sliced loaf
with one of the crusts missing
Actually it was a very large sliced loaf,
about the size of a rabbit hutch,
and John, who lived very much alone,
knew that he hadn't put it there and wondered who had.
Just then there was a rap-a-tap-tap at the front door.
It was John's new next-door-neighbour.
"Excuse me barging in", she said,
"but you haven't seen my dog have you?".
"What does it look like?", inquired John concernedly.
"Like a large sliced loaf", replied the neighbour.
"With one of the crusts missing?", asked John.
"Yes", replied the neighbour, "she had a fight".
John smiled, went out into the kitchen,
and returned with the mysterious loaf.
"Is this her by any chance?" he asked.
And the neighbour said,
"No".
Do you have a poem you love, and want to share?
Inaugurated by the Academy in April 1996, National Poetry Month (NPM) brings together publishers, booksellers, literary organizations, libraries, schools, and poets around the country to celebrate poetry and its vital place in American culture. Thousands of businesses and non-profit organizations participate through.
One evening John came home from work
went into the kitchen to make himself a nice cup of tea
and on the kitchen table, in a plastic bag,
he discovered a large sliced loaf
with one of the crusts missing
Actually it was a very large sliced loaf,
about the size of a rabbit hutch,
and John, who lived very much alone,
knew that he hadn't put it there and wondered who had.
Just then there was a rap-a-tap-tap at the front door.
It was John's new next-door-neighbour.
"Excuse me barging in", she said,
"but you haven't seen my dog have you?".
"What does it look like?", inquired John concernedly.
"Like a large sliced loaf", replied the neighbour.
"With one of the crusts missing?", asked John.
"Yes", replied the neighbour, "she had a fight".
John smiled, went out into the kitchen,
and returned with the mysterious loaf.
"Is this her by any chance?" he asked.
And the neighbour said,
"No".
Do you have a poem you love, and want to share?
Inaugurated by the Academy in April 1996, National Poetry Month (NPM) brings together publishers, booksellers, literary organizations, libraries, schools, and poets around the country to celebrate poetry and its vital place in American culture. Thousands of businesses and non-profit organizations participate through.
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