What visual qualities of Brussels sprouts should poetry attempt to capture?

A center affixed to stalk.

Tethered in the best way.  

Allowing many centers to adhere to one stalk. 

Visual community, leafy & green.

Finding Brussels sprouts & poetry in unlikely places.

Yoshi's/SF is a premier jazz club & Japanese restaurant.  So, on the menu my friend & I spy Brussels sprouts.  We are both keen on this sometimes maligned vegetable.  Our wait-person encouraged us to order them.  We did so and feasted on crispy sprouts, lemon, toasted almonds/cashews in furikake with cauliflower puree.  Oh, yes, the sashimi -- an inspiration.    Often, food is the poem as was the music.  Stephanie Teel's band & special guests, a benefit for Marriage Equality.   Did I mention dancing?

Are poems more like pumpkins or Brussels sprouts?

Ludicrous but so is giving away the best of you free. It’s called submitting poetry, as one writer told me. A poet who doesn’t submit. I’m with the gals who give it away, fail and face rejected. Blessed the exception.



Today, cooks fear a dry turkey. My advice: sip a beverage, get a couple of poems ready to submit while the meal roasts. Or skip the bird completely. Invite the brave. Avoid the naysayer.