Loving Bread

Loving Bread is a poem that I wrote which is somewhat of a memory, and yet it never happened. The story is of a child meeting their mother with a basket and wondering if there is bread in the basket (because the smell of bread is coming out of the basket). Of course, there is bread in the basket, so there is mention of many types of bread products, like biscuits, bagels, pumpernickle, tortilla, and naan, to name a few. It is a poem of hope and love.


    There are four stanzas of four lines each. The second and fourth lines of a stanza rhyme, and stanzas one and three have the same structure in terms of story (the first two stanzas are the inquisitive child speaking, the last two stanzas are the affirming mother speaking). Odd lines have thirteen syllables each, even lines have eleven each.


    The structure of four stanzas has been broken up into four chapter breaks, but each stanza has had its lines split-apart in order to preserve the intent (the pacing) of each line, and thus each line may be given its own page; there may be instances, however, where managing the evolution of the poem in your mind, some lines have been split into multiple pages, or, multiple lines of a stanza remain on the same page (making it so a chapter is not necessarily equal to the count of lines of a stanza).