Crone

She is....
Bowl as face.  Face as bowl.
Facing the kitchen is akin to facing a poem
with an expectation of being fed
food & story.

How do lemons and the paper a poem is written on resemble each other?

The short direct answer is shape.
Lemons beg to rest in a shape resembling a bowl. Concave. The love of a lip.
Poems love to recline. Yes, think bed. Poems are smitten by rest.