Matthews, Jen

United States, (fl. 1997- 2005)

The Pig Scramble

  1. I ask her to tell my favorite story.
  2. To tell me how she would catch
  3. that pig.
  4.  
  5. Her dad said that cousin Paul
  6. almost caught one
  7. at the Addison County Fair.
  8. Printing each letter with care, she slips her name into the slot.
  9. Certain to be slyer, smarter,
  10. she leans over the steel gate, and waits.
  11.  
  12. What were you wearing? I ask,
  13. already interrupting
  14. so I can place myself within her story.
  15. I become the neighborhood girl, looking on,
  16. swinging my curiosity like long braids.
  17. I collect details until I can picture her stance
  18. determined and lean. Last year’s Levis,
  19. oil stains and holes from when they were Joel’s.
  20. The three-quarter jersey, too tight, worn thin.
  21. I can smell the onions, peppers, french fry shacks.
  22. The manure, fresh and clean, she says
  23. like fermented wheat.
  24.  
  25. Rehearsing her maneuvers,
  26. she imagines the clang of a bell
  27. and four young pigs dart into the pen,
  28. a dozen kids, mostly farmers’ sons, close behind.
  29. She would speed out, spectators cheering,
  30. and slide knees first
  31. toward that smooth pink swine,
  32. grab its back legs as it squealed
  33. like tires spinning in spring mud,
  34. scrambling to her feet before the boys.
  35. A respectable hero, she’d parade around the fair
  36. with her prize,
  37. bailing twine around the pig’s neck.
  38. A Vermont rodeo.
  39.  
  40. She tells me her uncle won a dirtbike
  41. on the 4th of July
  42. because she said his name, Uncle Pete
  43. UnclePeteUnclePeteUnclePete, until he won.
  44. She begins repeating her name, fast
  45. then slow
  46. willing Mr. Morris to announce it
  47. adding please God, please
  48. even after
  49. the last name is called.
  50. I stop her again, this time to ask how,
  51. exactly,
  52.  
  53. did she plan to keep that pig
  54. from wriggling away? She laughs
  55. and, before I persist, I am pinned
  56. between her forearm and chest.
  57.  
  58. She says my breasts are softer
  59. than the backside of April’s udder,
  60. her child hood cow. Years ago
  61. drinking fly-strained milk
  62. straight from the jug,
  63. reading Laura Ingalls Wilder,
  64. rigging lawnmower motors to go-carts
  65. gave her life meaning.
  66. In a Buffalo suburb, I sat cross-legged
  67. eating Kraft cheese slices
  68. from cellophane wrappers,
  69. watching Romper Room on TV,
  70. waiting for my name to be called
  71. through the Magic Mirror.
  72.  
  73. Voice dry, with the pride
  74. of a ten-year old tomboy, she says
  75. I would have caught that pig.
  76. I kiss her forehead
  77. and ask her to tell me her story
  78. again.

© Jen Matthews. Out In The Mountains, “The Winners – OITM 2000 Poetry Contest”.Vol. 15, No. 3, April 2000. Pages 20-22.

From the Porkopolis Archive:

  • Pig Wrestling and memory also figure into Carrie Jerrell’s poem Pig Wrestling, where the cornered pig is like memory that’s “stuck somewhere between forbidden and forgotten.”

About the Poet:

Jen Matthews, United States, (fl. 1997- 2005). Matthews is/was a poet and social activist in the region of Burlington, VT. This poem was the Honorable Mention prize winner for Out In The Mountains 2000 Poetry Contest. [DES-08/19]

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