Slow cooking fresh tomatoes with roasted garlic, black pepper, a liberal splash of vodka and fresh basil at the end takes time, patience. Worth it. Editing a poem also requires patience and time to meld flavors.
By the way, poems are meant to be eaten -- just in case you were wondering.
She beckoned them to approach her
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Even as she walked toward them
They seemed to retreat, yet stay in place
Apparitions in the airwaves
were nothing new to her
She had seen them often in the yellow fields
gathering flowers for her table