poached pears

Take a Bartlet Pear.
Peel it, halve it, core it.
Place in a saucepan of red wine. Poach.
Place poached pear in the freezer for 24 hours.

Then eat while reading the following poem:

The Speaking Face of Earth

Snow was my cartouche, illiterate’s paper.

I shaped breasts on angels and devil horns.

I sucked on snow and drank its metal down.

Inside summer’s freezer, by frozen deer meat bundles,

hard packed snowballs shrunk to hosts.

I bit down hard like a mammal with a god.

Will satisfy all cravings for snow.