Kevin Young, poet and Emory University professor,
writes movingly about food
Like the great writer of odes, Pablo Neruda, Young address
the object of his celebration like a listener. In his
“Ode to Pork, ” Young writes:
I know you’re the blues
because loving you
may kill me — but still you
rock me down slow
as hamhocks on the stove.
Anyway you come
fried, cued, burnt
to within one inch
of your life I love. Babe,
I revere your every
nickname — bacon, chitlin,
cracklin, sin.