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'Eat Stone and Go On'

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by Joe Wilkins

Isn't it a shame, my grandmother said,
silver fork in her shivering fist,

how we have to go on eating?
We were sitting up to burnt chuck,

potatoes in their dirty jackets,
and hunks of Irish brown bread,

the two of us sitting up at the old wood table,
the one years ago my grandfather built

of planks pulled from an abandoned mine.
My grandmother stared at her plate.

She couldn't have been
more than a hundred pounds then,

the palsy at work in her hands,
her hung face. I was fifteen and hungry.

I had shoveled for her that day
two tons of furnace coal.

It was nearly winter. The summer past,
my grandfather had gone ahead

and died. Even if it was only
soda break and fried steaks, I see now

it was something. I shoveled
another forkful of buttered potato

into my mouth, bits of the stone
we call salt between my teeth.

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Joe Wilkins is the author of the memoir The Mountain and the Fathers and the poetry collections Notes from the Journey Westward and Killing the Murnion Dogs. A Pushcart Prize winner and National Magazine Award finalist, he lives in western Oregon and teaches writing at Linfield College.

"Eat Stone and Go On" was published in his 2016 collection When we were birds.

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