{"id":1767,"date":"2016-03-02T00:00:32","date_gmt":"2016-03-02T05:00:32","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/sites.udmercy.edu\/mission-and-identity\/?p=1767"},"modified":"2019-09-18T16:47:53","modified_gmt":"2019-09-18T20:47:53","slug":"march-2-you-can-taste-a-little-of-the-summer","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/sites.udmercy.edu\/poetry\/2016\/03\/02\/march-2-you-can-taste-a-little-of-the-summer\/","title":{"rendered":"March 2 – “You can taste a little of the summer”"},"content":{"rendered":"

Wednesday, March 2 “my grandma’s put it all in jars.\u201d<\/strong><\/p>\n

Maybe it\u2019s the winter\u00a0season. \u00a0Women and men from the list have been turning my head with never heard, or heard of, poems. \u00a0Monday\u2019s poet was a fifth grader. \u00a0Today\u2019s comes from a folk singer, Greg Brown remembering his grandma\u2019s Iowa canning cellar in winter time. \u00a0 Near the time when my sibs and I were living our 100+ year old mother\u2019s last months, someone got the idea to go down into her basement to the cellar up against the front foundation wall. \u00a0When we were kids, we\u2019d be part of canning time in August, pitting cherries with hair pins, coring apples, and pears; and breathing in steam and heat coming from her great cooking\/canning pots, ladling fruit into bell jars, getting the vacuum seal right. Carrying them down to the fruit cellar. \u00a0By the time she & we were done 3 walls of shelves were lined with glistening promises made to any number of winter suppers. \u00a0Magic. \u00a0When we went down to the cellar so late in her life, weren\u2019t there still a few jars on shelves? \u00a0Not for eating anymore, age had broken the seals. \u00a0But for remembering childhood in winter. \u00a0It never occurred to me that someone might create a song about this particular childrens\u2019 work and play. \u00a0But here\u2019s the song. \u00a0 A UDM colleague sent the print lyrics for about 40% of the sung version. \u00a0The lyrics are pretty cool all by themselves, but the sung version is worth the \u00a013 minutes and 59 seconds audio s\/he also sent. \u00a0 Bet you\u2019ll like it. \u00a0A great poem\/song for the day after a tough winter storm.<\/p>\n

https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?v=wcs0oEz4QSE<\/a><\/p>\n

Enjoy March and the mid-week.<\/p>\n

john sj<\/p>\n

Today\u2019s Post \u00a0\u201cTaste a little of the Summer\u201d
\n<\/strong>Greg Brown<\/strong><\/p>\n

Let those December winds bellow ‘n’ blow
\nI’m as warm as a July tomato.<\/p>\n

[chorus:]
\nPeaches on the shelf
\nPotatoes in the bin
\nSupper’s ready, everybody come on in
\nTaste a little of the summer,
\nTaste a little of the summer,
\nYou can taste a little of the summer
\nmy grandma’s put it all in jars.<\/p>\n

Well, there’s a root cellar, fruit cellar down below
\nWatch you head now, and down you go<\/p>\n

And there’s [repeat chorus]<\/p>\n

Maybe you’re weary an’ you don’t give a damn
\nI bet you never tasted her blackberry jam.<\/p>\n

[repeat chorus]<\/p>\n

Ah, she’s got magic in her – you know what I mean
\nShe puts the sun and rain in with her green beans.<\/p>\n

[repeat chorus]<\/p>\n

What with the snow and the economy and ev’ry’thing,
\nI think I’ll jus’ stay down here and eat until spring.<\/p>\n

[repeat chorus]<\/p>\n

When I go to see my grandma I gain a lot of weight
\nWith her dear hands she gives me plate after plate.
\nShe cans the pickles, sweet & dill
\nShe cans the songs of the whippoorwill
\nAnd the morning dew and the evening moon
\n‘N’ I really got to go see her pretty soon
\n‘Cause these canned goods I buy at the store
\nAin’t got the summer in them anymore.<\/p>\n

You bet, grandma, as sure as you’re born
\nI’ll take some more potatoes and a thunderstorm.
\nPeaches on the shelf
\nPotatoes in the bin<\/p>\n

Supper’s ready, everybody come on in, now
\nTaste a little of the summer,
\nTaste a little of the summer,
\nTaste a little of the summer,
\nMy grandma put it all in jars.<\/p>\n

Let those December winds bellow and blow,
\nI’m as warm as a July tomato.
\n[repeat chorus]<\/p>\n

\"MasonJars\"<\/a><\/p>\n

Ball 67000 Quart Wide Mouth Mason Jars, Silver Lids pack of 12 (32 OZ)<\/a><\/p>\n

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