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BREAD Richard Levine Each night, in a space he’d make between waking and purpose, my grandfather donned his one suit, in our still dark house, and drove through Brooklyn’s deserted streets following trolley tracks to the bakery. There he’d change into white linen work clothes and cap, and in the absence of women, his hands were both loving, well into dawn and throughout the day— kneading, rolling out, shaping each astonishing moment of yeasty predictability in that windowless world lit by slightly swaying naked bulbs, where the shadows staggered, woozy with the aromatic warmth of the work. Then, the suit and drive, again. At our table, graced by a loaf that steamed when we sliced it, softened the butter and leavened the very air we’d breathe, he’d count us blessed. (from A Tide of a Hundred Mountains)
(My thanks to Richard Levine, via Poetry Foundation.)
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Oh this poem is just a slice of heaven. Its so particular yet somehow, at least for me, speaks of other grandfathers and grandmothers, parents, and other loving figures who do their work quietly.
I always feel like baking our bread or making any food actually is an act of sacrament - I make with my hands what will become part of my loved ones. Thank you Phyllis!