By: Natascha Deininger
January 25, 2017: Celebrating Robert Burns day in Salt Lake City, UT
Long-deceased national darling and poet of Scotland Robert Burns never once used the donut as a metaphor for the human body, an oversight in my opinion. After all, human bodies have been all sorts of things – seeds that grow to trees, systems that develop to machines, and cogs that make up a mighty Leviathan. The donut however possesses the particular property of being hollow: a new oval-shaped window through which to see the world, or ourselves in it, if you will. In fact, our entire alimentary tract could be made up of donuts, glued together by their pink frosting and forming a long hollow tunnel, an altogether fitting illustration of our entrails. Continue reading “Guts and Poetry: An Introduction”