JoAnne McFarland


from American Graphic, winner of the Wishing Jewel Prize for poetic innovation (Green Linden Press, Dec. 2024)

 
 

I have made Cooking my employment for the last twenty years, in the first families of Tennessee, (my native place) Virginia, North Carolina, and Kentucky. I know my Receipts to be good, as they have always given satisfaction. I have been advised to have my Receipts published, as they are valuable, and every family has use for them.

 

Use

(ingredients)

Every woman has a use
Every woman has a fuse
A woman who refuses must still eat

A refusal to eat is a death sentence
A sentence puts death in order

A meal is a promise of care made from
yolks

A woman is expected
to care

Not every family has use for
a woman who wants
more

Sometimes a series of bites
swallows everything

 

Every woman has a tongue

Her appetite can be a death sentence

A sentence is a system of

yokes

A woman is expected to

yield

to never want

more

Some bites

swallow

fields


Rich Black Cake

Two cups sugar, one and a half cups molasses, two cups butter, one cup sour cream, four cups unsifted flour, eight eggs, one and a half lb raisins, one lb citron, one lb currants, one tablespoon mace, one do. cloves, one do. cinnamon, one wine–glass brandy, one do. rose water, extract of lemon.


Current

(ingredients)

I was the current through your body
Now you breathe in a separate realm
A husband can be a city
can hold the sky in place
You seek me less and less
thinking you’ve figured me out
which is the greatest sin

I place you on the horizon line
speaking a different language
Once you described desire for me with
your tongue

Now you blame me for weeping in the dark

Once your current ran through my body

Your thighs held me in place

I’ve begun to erase you from my language

Your current ran through my beauty

I hear you weeping through my hunger


Potted Beef

Take a beef shank, put it in water sufficient to cover it; boil till tender; remove the bone and cartilage; chop the meat fine, and put back into the kettle with the liquor, which should be one quart; simmer gently; season with salt, pepper, and mace to suit the taste. When cool, cut it in slices, to be passed around like dried beef. Potted beef can be kept any length of time by chopping fine, seasoning high, and packing hard in a stone jar, setting it in a cool place and covering closely.


Bone

(ingredients)

We open and
close

We fuck as though to pass through
each other

We think we’ve solved how to
die

I open and

close you

pass

through

as if

I am

bone

less

 

JoAnne McFarland is a multidisciplinary artist, writer, and curator. She is the Artistic Director of Artpoetica Project Space in Gowanus, Brooklyn, which exhibits works that focus on the intersection of language and visual representation. Her poetry collections include A Domestic Lookbook and Pullman, both recently published by Grid Books, Identifying the Body and the digital album Tracks of My Tears, both published by the Word Works, and Acid Rain, published by Willow Books. JoAnne has artwork in the permanent collections of the Cooper/Hewitt Smithsonian, the Library of Congress, the Columbus Museum of Art, and the Department of State, among many others. She has had fellowships at the BARD Graduate Center Library, KALA Art Institute, the National Arts Club, Cave Canem, Van Alen Institute, and the Painting Center. JoAnne's artwork is represented by Accola Griefen Fine Art. www.joannemcfarland.com

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