Charles Simic

(9 May 1938)

Crazy About Her Shrimp - Poem by Charles Simic

We don't even take time
To come up for air.
We keep our mouths full and busy
Eating bread and cheese
And smooching in between.

No sooner have we made love
Than we are back in the kitchen.
While I chop the hot peppers,
She grins at me
And stirs the shrimp on the stove.

How good the wine tastes
That has run red
Out of a laughing mouth!
Down her chin
And on to her naked tits.

'I'm getting fat,' she says,
Turning this way and that way
Before the mirror.
'I'm crazy about her shrimp!'
I shout to the gods above.

Topic(s) of this poem: food

Comments about Crazy About Her Shrimp by Charles Simic

  • Mohammed Asim Nehal (3/5/2016 12:23:00 PM)

    Live and let live others by enjoying food and beverages.....Nice one (Report) Reply

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  • (3/5/2016 10:38:00 AM)

    Beautifully envisioned and penned beautiful poem. Congratulations for it's selections as poem of the day. (Report) Reply

  • Jasbir Chatterjee (3/5/2016 6:28:00 AM)

    Nice poem! PH seems to be getting adventurous. Congrats on being poet of the day! (Report) Reply

  • Rajnish Manga (3/5/2016 4:33:00 AM)

    This is sensuousness captured in its pristine form. Eat, drink, love and be merry. (Report) Reply

  • Moira Cameron (3/5/2016 2:09:00 AM)

    Carefree and fun - It is good to capture those moments in poetry! Thanks. (Report) Reply

  • Susan Williams (1/7/2016 5:19:00 PM)

    If this isn't honeymoon love, I don't know what is! ! ! Charming and lusty and fun! ! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, December 15, 2014

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