Friday, May 16, 2008

Truffle Shuffle

Well, I hope I'm wrong, but this is not good news.

The Perigord’s about to go extinct:
invaded, conquered by a Chinese truffle
so pour a glass of Bergerac. Let’s drink

to globalism! ‘Least, that’s how I think
this Eastern fungus got to pack its duffle
and move, to drive the Perigord extinct.

It’s hard to beat the xenophobe’s instinct
to blame the foreign. Dangerous to ruffle
Gascon pride: de Bergerac, in drink

or stone-cold sober, wouldn’t even blink.
He’d chop this mushroom into shreds—but scuffles
won’t save poor Perigord from sad, extinct

ex-trufflehood. The difference is distinct,
say experts. Chinese indicum tastes muffled,
doesn’t go with Bergerac or drinks

of regional allure. A Euro-stink
with little action, plenty of kerfuffle
will last till Perigords have gone extinct,
so pour a glass of Bergerac. Let’s drink.

Collection available! Knocking from Inside


Jade said...

the vocabulary in this poem is
turning me on
what you are saying beneath
the million dollar words is

pepektheassassin said...

You are so very clever! This is fun and so well done!

Anna said...

Hi, I am a poet with a couple of blogs and a new poetry website.

Would be like to exchange links?

I have placed your link at:

Free Poems.


Poem Poem Poem

If you would consider linking back, it would be great!

I also recently created a blog where you can register and publish your own poems and stories. I would love to have your contributions if you are so inclined.

So far we have around 25 members and usually more than 100 visitors a day, though the blog is only a few weeks old.

The blog is:

Poems and Stories.

Anna said...

Oops - your link on the first site is actually at this page:

Poem Poem Poem