Sunday, November 24, 2013

Poetry And Food

Photograph by Kathleen Tyler Conklin

Food is essential for life.  Some say poetry is too.  Eating can be as simple, forthright and easy as peeling a banana and wolfing (eating in an animal-like way) it down.  No fuss, no prep, no presentation.  But food can also be cooked carefully and lovingly and presented artfully.  Pretty as a picture. Good enough to eat. Then food is an expression of concern and care and becomes an art form.  A poetic cheeseburger.  Probably not.  But an artfully arranged and garnished plate of succulent scallops delights the eye, stimulates the salivary glands and satisfies the hunger of the belly and a soul starved for sensual pleasure. Whew!  I wax poetic.

Writing poetry in response to the creative urge is also a medium for expression.  Reading poetry is an enjoyable experience and feeds the soul.

Imagine gathering at the table for a feast.(Not hard to do since Thanksgiving is upon us.) It is a sensory pleasure, but also a time (hopefully) of conviviality, congeniality and the flow of friendship. Imagine gathering around a table to read poetry.  It can arouse the same emotions, challenge the mind and satisfy the soul. I see many similarities. Bringing food and poetry together seems appropriate. Enjoy my food poem.

Happy Thanksgiving to all.  Savor your meal and after dinner before you nod off…read a poem.

Second Serving

Mother made the potato salad
early in the morning
with raw eggs and cream,
her special recipe.

We five ate it later that day
from the trunk of the car
for lunch.

Then all the August afternoon
we wandered through the exhibits,
the animal stalls,
taking in the smells, colors and noises
of the late summer fair.

We returned for supper
to un-iced food
in the hot trunk
to eat
more of Mother's Potato Salad

Salad to die for--- which
by some unlikely miracle
we didn't.


  1. Great punch line! Miracle = Miracle Whip?

    1. Yes...unconscious Teresa wouldn't use Miracle Whip...but cream and eggs do make a mayonnaise derivative. Then she added onions and celery sauteed in vinegar...which made a German/American potato salad...that was delicious and had a fan club.

    2. A fan club? Could that club be a sandwich? Great paring with potato salad. Glad to see there was no "e" at the end of "potato". Hmmm...I suspect that next month, there will be no "L"...

    3. Methinks you give me too much credit for subtle humor...and what the L does the "L" mean?

    4. no "L" = Noel. Sorry about that...

    5. By the way, I suspect that it wouldn't be subtle humor, but rather Good Humor, if "I scream"...

    6. You should be sorry. And you don't have to scream as I'm doing it for both of us.

  2. Well written. :-)