The Sunday Poem: Georgia Santa-Maria... Love Poem for my Stove

A wood-burning cook stove is the total opposite of that funky electric Hotpoint you had in your first apartment. There are tricks to using one but once you know how, it becomes a partner in turning a cold room into a sweet-smelling, warm kitchen. No wonder they are passed down from generation to generation.
Georgia Santa-Maria is an Albuquerque native, born in the old purple brick St. Jo’s on Martin Luther King. Jewell Thompson, her 5th grade principal at Emerson Elementary, said that in 36 years of teaching, she was the worst kid she’d ever known. Georgia decided to take poetry seriously when her senior English teacher at Valley HS told the class that there had never been a woman poet worth reading. She has been writing ever since. She has been published in several poetry mags. Georgia currently lives in Belen.

Love Poem For My Stove

I know in my sleep your thunks and clunks
The early morning jumble, shaken grate
Last night’s ashes, falling down below
A metallic thump, the opening draft.
Swish-clunk, the damper being pulled
To open up the flue, suck the wind across
The newly crackling fire, quick
Warm the kitchen--then the house.
A morning ritual, the music of clanking lids--
The lifter close, the poker too, on
Hooks along a shelf.
Matches in a Christmas tin
With Chinese birds and prunus branch
Fireproof. My favorite iron pans,
Shining black, top the warming shelf.

Before my time with you, you raised
A family of seven children
Born to your warmth, Bathed
In your hot water. You cooked their food.
Made their home a happy memory.
The occasional panco calf or baby chicks
Kept alive behind, in beds or boxes--
Dogs and cats, and children too.
One day, my Greyboy woke up
Fur scorched and smoking
From his nap underneath you.

I remember 2 ex-husbands
Who never understood:
To start a fire, use small wood.
One always cut the wood an inch too long
For my difficulty’s sake, before divorce
Solved that and other problems.
When I was young, I chopped up
Kindling with my karate foot.
Now, in my arthritic days,
A hatchet does the job.
To bathe 3 dirty boys, took 7 gallons, boiling
And another 7, from the well and cold.
In winter, we moved the tub beside the stove,
Laid towels across the backs of kitchen chairs, to warm.
Modesty a least consideration,
Expediency and heat the goals.

You’ve cooked, God knows how many Christmas dinners,
Thanksgiving turkeys we raised ourselves
Canned a thousand jars of peaches,
Applesauce, tomatoes, chile
Warmed our hearts, our stomachs and our toes.
Last week, in honor of our 37 years together,
Longer than marriages, friendships, jobs--
I bought you a present. A new wood basket
Made in Africa, from another woman’s
Hands and sweet imagination, orange
And blue, green and cream--accessorizes you
Holds your kindling, waiting
Happily, for tomorrow morning’s fire--
The coffee pot, the clanking into
A new day, new life, bright and hot,
Sparks and crackling, cooking
Breakfast eggs and home made toast
With you, old friend, my green South Bend.

--Georgia Santa-Maria

Poetry submissions are welcome. Email The whole Sunday Poem series is available from the front page of the DCF by clicking on The DitchRider in the left-hand sidebar. Poems early in the series are archived under "previous post" at the bottom of The DitchRider blog.

Views: 211

Comment by cece evola on January 17, 2010 at 8:00am
Thank you! What a beautiful poem. I was in your kitchen as I was reading.....
Comment by Margaret Randall on January 17, 2010 at 8:19am
I just love this poem! Here's to that brash school principle and the stupid teacher who told you no woman had ever written a good poem--if they urged you on to this. "No ideas but in things," as the great William Carlos Williams famously said. I felt I had a window on a whole life, really lives, just through reading this wonderful poem.
Comment by Merimee Moffitt on January 17, 2010 at 2:05pm
Oh yea!!!! so happy to see you and SB on DCF Sunday page. Love yr pic--damn woman, I love being in the same club as you: woman poet. Woman! Poet! Stove lover!
Comment by Georgia Santa-Maria on January 17, 2010 at 2:52pm
Thank you so much--Y'all have me floating around the ceiling this morning. Arfur says to tell everybody he's cutting wood to last for the next 2 weeks. Beautiful dry cedar, split and stacked. Think I'll make a pizza.
Comment by Patricia on January 17, 2010 at 3:44pm
YEAH! I love seeing you and this poem here!
Comment by Wendy Doenges on January 19, 2010 at 11:53am
I love it! Keep pen to paper you have a beautiful way with words. Brings me right to the places, feelings and smells that you describe. Beautiful!
Comment by claude on March 19, 2010 at 6:20pm
Georgia, iis that the stove you used to have in Anton Chico, or is my memory failing me?

I have an old cast-iron pot I've been honored to care for for 42 years (it was old when I got it) and have similar feelings towards it with its seasoning imbued by generations of countless meals.


You need to be a member of Duke City Fix to add comments!

Join Duke City Fix

Connect with Us!

Community Forum

1st Annual Indigenous Comic Con

Started by Jazz in General Discussion on Tuesday.

Outside In? 2 Replies

Started by John Moore in New to Albuquerque. Last reply by Keith on Tuesday.

6th & Copper Safety Concerns 2 Replies

Started by Monica in General Discussion. Last reply by Monica Oct 10.

BURQUE NOIR, VOL. 2: We're Back!!!! 1 Reply

Started by Ebony 'Isis' Booth in Announcements. Last reply by Adelita Oct 4.

Last chance for chicken 3 Replies

Started by Stan Kravitz in General Discussion. Last reply by Stan Kravitz Sep 23.

Latest Activity

Dee Cohen liked Lynn Marie Rusaw's blog post Burque Music Scene: Art of the Song
1 hour ago
Profile IconDuke City Fix via Facebook

On today's Burque Music Scene: Art of the Song

Burque Music Scene: Art of the Song

So I have been surfing the webs…

See More
Facebook2 hours ago · Reply
Adelita liked Lynn Marie Rusaw's blog post Burque Music Scene: Art of the Song
2 hours ago
tesuquedog liked Lynn Marie Rusaw's blog post Burque Music Scene: Art of the Song
2 hours ago

Regular Features

Anyone can blog on the Duke City Fix, but here are the folks who blog most often:

© 2016   Created by Duke City Fix.   Powered by

Badges  |  Report an Issue  |  Terms of Service