Eating a pomegranate before its time reminds us, as this poem says, that “appetite has a season.”
Under Heaven
By • Filed Under: Agriculture, Beauty, Earth as Metaphor, Food, Fruits, Poems, Seasons, Self Care
Immolation
Immolation As the horizon looms, flips over to present an endless span of waves, I give up, surrender. My fate’s the fate of falling. I guess I hoped for recognition, that when I pushed my arms into the hostile sun he would look up and see my face, the frame of limb so like his […]
Awaiting Arrival
From the preserved lemons and sesame crackers to the Walla Walla sweet onions, this poem about neighborliness inspires us to hospitality through food.
North on the Illahee Ferry
North on the Illahee Ferry So there you are, where you wanted to be. I can imagine the Seattle city pier falling away behind you. Herring gulls wheel along their wires, reflections shattering in the ferry wake. You lean out over the swell, caught by blue distance, and when the cold finds its way onto […]
