Corn I AM


lets shuck these green folds of

corn skin that cover me

my kernel is sweet

I am….

rows and rows of friends

walking stiffly forward

a drama unplanned, randomly perfect,

an organised chaos

I in my gold pants and flourishing breasts

like waterfalls of flesh

sun bleached dunes

parting veils

dripping butter

smiling in a tempest of




This is magical…..

a world

where a kernel of corn

is the meaning of life






32 thoughts on “Corn I AM”

      1. One can never pass a chance to be “corny”. Hominy is very popular in the USA south where it is served with gravy and butter in a variety of ways.

        But on the serious side, I very much enjoy your art.

        – bw


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