Favorite food moment
clean plate, time frosted cold glass expecting
reconnecting of a savoured past
abergene dreams in going out style
simmering reminisces, waiting on the stove
hunger for garlic infusion to surface
remembering to share sauced chicken over white cloth
a time thought lost, a recipe reunited
a prior favorite, stirred up again
May 7, 2008 at 4:40 pm
Alicia -
Some of the imagery in this poem works really well: “savoured past” and “a prior favorite, stirred up again”. The poem is pretty evocative with all the time references - I wonder what would happen if you gave it more structure. Really tightening up the syllables, line breaks and punctuation might make the reader connect with the food/memory even more strongly. Just a thought. See you tonight
June 18, 2008 at 8:08 pm
Somehow i missed the point. Probably lost in translation
Anyway … nice blog to visit.
cheers, Duly.