A Poem for a Thursday #192

Leo Dangel was an American poet and professor. He grew up on a farm in South Dakota and was working as a farmer when his life was changed completely by a car accident that left him paralyzed. After several years of rehabilitation, he went to college and received a Master of Arts degree in English. He went on to teach at Southwest Minnesota State University for the next twenty-five years. His poetry frequently reflects the life of the farming community he came from.
"How did you like it?" she asked. "It's all right," he said. "This is the third time I cooked it this way. Why can't you ever say if you like something?" "Well if I didn't like it, I wouldn't eat it," he said. "You never can say anything I cook tastes good." "I don't know why all the time you think I have to say it's good. I eat it, don't I?" "I don't think you have to say all the time it's good, but once in awhile you could say you like it." "It's all right," he said. After Forty Years of Marriage, She Tries a New Recipe for Hamburger Hot Dish Leo Dangel



2 Comments
Jack Stephen
The biggest compliment a Scotsperson will give to anything is to say, “It’s not bad.” (Depending on intonation that can actually sound reasonably enthusiastic.)
jllee656
I like this! I just spent a minute saying “It’s not bad” with different inflections.