But What Of The Edges? – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“It is impossible not to love someone who makes toast for you.” Nigel Slater

But What Of The Edges?

Sometimes it's the prosaic that 
carries deep meaning, like toast,
so simple no matter its demeanour,
pale, burned, hot or cold or whatever
one might put on it other than butter,
a condimental thing.

But what of the edges? 
Do you push that boundary?
Do you spread to the crust or do
you stop just inside? 


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38 responses to “But What Of The Edges? – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

  1. Kirti

    What a wonderful idea! So creative.. Loved it.

    Liked by 3 people

  2. Oops…sometimes I slop over the edges (lol!).

    Liked by 2 people

  3. Oh, I push to the edges of my toast!

    Liked by 2 people

  4. Every edge covered always🤓

    Liked by 2 people

  5. The butter and jelly must go to the very edge!

    Liked by 1 person

  6. VJ

    Now there’s a topic for a poem I’ve never considered.

    Liked by 1 person

  7. i eat the edges and throw out the middle.. hahaha😂

    Liked by 1 person

  8. Most of us like playing safe 😁

    Liked by 1 person

  9. Ah, now you’re getting to the serious stuff, mate! Hahaha!

    Liked by 1 person

  10. Amy

    Making toast and pushig that boundary?, — very cool. 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

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