You know what's ripe.
You know what's in the refrigerator.
You know what's in the cupboards.
You can cut.
You can slice.
You can mix.
You can be practical.
You can be pragmatic.
You can recite the 26 letters of your alphabet.
You can always find your go-to words.
You can be smitten by the doing.
You can be charmed by the tasty unexpected.
LUNCHEON SALAD FOR ONE PREPARING TO WRITE A POEM BASED ON THE PROMPT, "And then I saw it blink."
cube watermelon
cut an apricot
cube 2 Persian cucumbers
slice several radishes
add a bit of Bulgarian feta
black olives
fresh tarragon
pepper
olive oil
mix & do as your friend Nina does. hum when food is right
from Mining Towns 6/3/07
ReplyDeleteIn the swirl of emotions
so much surfaces. You look
out your window and see
the new pathway, stones ordered
and you settle down. It makes sense
that you are where you are today
***
Warmth being the province
of the settlers, invades
the isolated village as it
travels through the solstice.
Your seasons decide the distance
between two points, between
dissonance and the Antigua
of your heart, so tropically
inclined
a clever dog.