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Russell Edson - The Wounded Breakfast

A huge shoe mounts up from the horizon, 
squealing and grinding forward on small wheels, 
even as a man sitting to breakfast on his veranda 
is suddenly engulfed in a great shadow, almost 
the size of the night . . . 
  He looks up and sees a huge shoe 
ponderously mounting out of the earth. 
  Up in the unlaced ankle-part an old woman 
stands at a helm behind the great tongue curled 
forward; the thick laces dragging like ships' rope 
on the ground as the huge thing squeals and 
grinds forward; children everywhere, they look 
from the shoelace holes, they crowd about the 
old woman, even as she pilots this huge shoe 
over the earth . . . 

  Soon the huge shoe is descending the 
opposite horizon, a monstrous snail squealing 
and grinding into the earth . . . 

  The man turns to his breakfast again, but sees 
it's been wounded, the yolk of one of his eggs is 
bleeding . . .

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Poet: Russell Edson
Poem: The Wounded Breakfast

Comment 2 of 2, added on December 1st, 2005 at 10:39 AM.

I loved your poem

Kelsey von Hollen from Canada
Comment 1 of 2, added on March 16th, 2005 at 10:43 AM.

This poem was really good. I am an 8th grader who had to do a report in language arts and I chose to do this poem because it seemed like a fun one to do. After i read it it excited me and i felt good for the rest of the day. I now consider myself a poem reader thanks to Russell Edson. You are a great man.

symone from United States

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