Saturday, 24 January 2009
'nother workshop.
Here is sweat like nothing I’ve seen in a kitchen before
Breeze-kicked garlic skins on the floor
drift under the fridge. The pinny you are wearing
was my own delight once, but I am glad it is part
of your artful stirring now. Your hands are pungent
and last longer than the meal you take such care over,
but it's words that are permanent here:
just keep stirring through the steam; it’s the only way to be sure.
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