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The Model: Eating the Bones

I came across this poem, "Eating the Bones" by Ellen Bass while I was actually looking for something else, but it just struck me that she is writing about us. Maybe it is a fish and not a piece of beef, but this is my family.

Eating the BonesThe women in my family strip the succulent flesh from broiled chicken, scrape the drumstick clean; bite off the cartilage chew the gristle, crush the porous swellings at the ends of each slender baton. With strong molars they split the tibia, sucking out the dense marrow. They use up love, they swallow every dark grain, so at the end there’s nothing left, a scant pile of splinters on the empty white plate.From The Human Line by Ellen Bass. Copyright © 2007 by Ellen Bass Similar to the poem "Sonrisas" by Pat Mora - how do I show this world, how do I show the people through this type of close study of a simple act like eating?

I also look to Juliet Kono's "Pearls" in Hilo Rains by Juliet Kono for Bamboo Ridge.  …