Florida poet laureate Peter Meineke throws the kitchen sink at his latest poem

Poet’s Notebook.

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JEANNE MEINKE

Editor’s note: For December’s Poet’s Notebook, Peter Meinke kept it short while finally throwing the kitchen sink at his poetry.

“Our neighborhood Driftwood had our annual feast in the part by our house, so we'll spend today recovering from excess everything,” Florida’s poet laureate told CL on the day after Thanksgiving. “A light piece today, just a rondeau and a complicated drawing of our kitchen sink…”

Kitchen Sink with Cliché

Our kitchen sink stands alone

in dignified homeliness workworn

and modest in the scheme of things

though it’s seen love among the strings

of sausages and chicken bones


Its faucets leaked loneliness one June

and splashed wild laughter when you came home

with corks and corkscrews bobbing in

our kitchen sink


Looking back at fifty years of poems

an old friend told me that I’ve thrown

everything in them but the kitchen sink:

zinc fingers night trains secret codes angels drink . . .

Well  time to atone—Behold

our kitchen sink!


— Peter Meinke

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