No, really, all joking and employment aside, I do love this line from Ishigaki Rin's poem "shellfish." I love all of her poems about cooking and food. I can sense that here is the voice of another woman who gives a lot of thought to her work in the kitchen and its implications in her life.
I wake at midnight.
The little shellfish I bought last evening
are alive with their mouths slightly open.
I will eat them all when day breaks.
I laugh a hag's laugh.
Afterwards there is nothing left of the night,
except to sleep with my mouth slightly open.
Shellfish by Ishigaki Rin
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