Milk, Eggs, Bread

(from The Book of Failures)

I keep thinking of John Sullivan,

not the famous John L. Sullivan

in Sullivan’s Travels, who

made film’s first tragic

comedy, nor the famous

boxer, John L. Sullivan, the world’s

first heavyweight champion,

nor the scarcely less famous

John L. Sullivan, the boxing

elephant with Barnum & Bailey.

No, I keep thinking of

John Sullivan, the small-

town selectman, who, when

our group suggested new

signage at the edge of the village

to advertise our strengths—

education, arts, industry—

he said, in jest, I suppose, Why

not ‘milk, eggs, bread’? 

to which I was mightily 

offended, having sat up nights

penning that very phrase—

education, arts, industry

though, I admit, I couldn’t

think of ‘industry,’ at the time,

there being nothing

but long-gone mills,

and, somehow, just

two proud nouns—

education, arts

(for the state college

and the arts colony

in the rural backwater)—

just wouldn’t do,

so I fudged the third,

industry,’ with a back-

ward glance to our founding

past, which led, I guess,

to John Sullivan’s famous

wisecrack, famous,

at least, for me.

And yet, why not

milk, eggs, bread,’ those staples

that sustain us in a small town

and keep us from each other’s

throats and larders, as after

the heated meeting, John

invited me home to break

bread together of an evening

meal, and we made the small

talk by which we live and

suffer and endure, and next

Saturday morning, I called

across the fence for him

to come over and share

scrambled eggs, toast, and

a cold glass of milk.

“I called across the fence for him…” Photo © Liz Thompson


Neil Shepard is an award-winning poet who has published nine books of poetry, most recently, The Book of Failures. His previous books include How It Is: Selected Poems and Vermont Poets and Their Craft. He has published essays, book reviews, interviews, and poems in such magazines as the Harvard Review, New England Review, Paris Review, and Southern Review. He taught in the BFA writing program at Johnson State College in Vermont and in the MFA program at Wilkes University (Pennsylvania). He founded and directed for eight years the writing program at the Vermont Studio Center and edited for a quarter-century the literary magazine Green Mountains Review. Recently, he founded the online magazine Plant-Human Quarterly and serves as its editor-in-chief. These days, he splits his time between Vermont and New York City, where he teaches at Poets House.

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