If I knew, I'd be doing it. However, for inspiration I cook beets often, especially those golden ones and the incomparable color of Chiogga. Named for an island off of Venice, by the way. Just like the Italians to have the inside skinny on food.
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Wednesday, August 14, 2013
What single word do beets inspire in a poem?
Perhaps.
Perhaps, golden.
Perhaps, Chiogga
Perhaps, tonight.
Perhaps, a poem.
Perhaps, not.
Perhaps, golden.
Perhaps, Chiogga
Perhaps, tonight.
Perhaps, a poem.
Perhaps, not.
What do basil and tomatoes have to do with writing a poem?
Basil and tomatoes are a perfect combo and just as ripe and delicious as paper and pen. The latter are essentials for writing a poem. Both combos will feed you. Both, simple & eloquent.
Thursday, August 8, 2013
How can you quickly differentiate a salad from a poem?
Taste.
Example?
BREAKFAST SALAD #194
raw zucchini (round-type)
a sprig, fresh tarragon
cherry tomatoes, red & orange
mozzarella, Bocconcini balls
black olives
olive oil
pepper
and here's the "poem" part of the salad -- add sliced peach
Perhaps, if is problematic distinguishing poem from salad.
Example?
BREAKFAST SALAD #194
raw zucchini (round-type)
a sprig, fresh tarragon
cherry tomatoes, red & orange
mozzarella, Bocconcini balls
black olives
olive oil
pepper
and here's the "poem" part of the salad -- add sliced peach
Perhaps, if is problematic distinguishing poem from salad.
Wednesday, August 7, 2013
How does a farmer's market shape the next poem you write?
It is the time of figs -- brown & green. Pump. Yummy, Eaten from hand. Or split & roasted.
Figs offer the poem a delicious sense of nakedness and simplicity. Ah, the shape of a fig -- bring that into the poem.
Figs offer the poem a delicious sense of nakedness and simplicity. Ah, the shape of a fig -- bring that into the poem.
What question does a non-green salad pose to poetry?
The question it poses to itself.
What precisely is a non-green salad?
Precisely, what is poetry?
Perhaps, non-green salads and poetry are sisters after all -- existentially speaking.
What precisely is a non-green salad?
Precisely, what is poetry?
Perhaps, non-green salads and poetry are sisters after all -- existentially speaking.
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