Or is the poem in the happening stage?
This assumes words are energy – sound, color, vibration. Right now, where are you and your poem on the color wheel?
Most times, I cook to the sound of Andrea Bocelli. Often this happens:
IT’S IMPOSSIBLE TO HAVE TOO MANY RECIPES WITH FUYU PERSIMMONS. This one has rice.
2 Fuyu persimmons or more: peeled & sliced
pepper to taste
lemon olive oil
sliced raw mushrooms
to cooked rice
add lemon olive oil, rosemary
as rice cools
add walnuts, asparagus, persimmon
add pepper to taste
cover serving plate with spinach
arrange sliced mushrooms along rim
add rice mixture (above) in center of plate
drizzle with additional lemon olive oil