Showing posts with label sound. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sound. Show all posts

Monday, January 11, 2010

When the song ends, is the poem finished?

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
walnuts, roasted
rosemary (fresh)
pepper to taste
lemon olive oil
asparagus, steamed
rice, cooked
spinach, uncooked
sliced raw mushrooms

to cooked rice
add lemon olive oil, rosemary
as rice cools
add walnuts, asparagus, persimmon
add pepper to taste
mix well

cover serving plate with spinach
arrange sliced mushrooms along rim
add rice mixture (above) in center of plate
drizzle with additional lemon olive oil