Art of Cooking
Whetstone ground, rasped, in smooth small circles;
You taught us how to hone a sliver of hate to a glint.
Slip point 'twixt gristle and bone as hens' bane;
Soft pressure bares pearlescent sheathed flesh.
We, Tulps' kitchen pupils, table pressed, crane
A view, then You, twist, pull, grey sinews stretched
As silly-string; a nick, amputate at the spur, free.
Now claw and squabble for the prize; ochre scaled
Capons foot, marionette plaything; spoils
For patient attention at the anatomy class.