Street Market - by
Here, under the awning of cotton,
/ Tomatoes are heaped in a flare
/ Of glossy red beauty, and rotten
/ Sick-sweet smells of fruit fill…
food
Human Chain - by
for Terence Brown
/
/ Seeing the bags of meal passed hand to hand
/ In close-up by the aid workers, and soldiers
/ Firing over the…
Rabbie, Rabbie, Burning Bright - by
Fae dregs o Daft Deys debt comes hame
and we gaither in depression’s wame
aa duty-crossed –
but Burns’s birthday is a flame
set tae Defrost.
The Cotter’s Saturday Night - by
O Scotia! my dear, my native soil! / For whom my warmest wish to Heaven is sent, / Long may…
Last Supper - by
She is getting good and ready to renounce
/ his sweet flesh.
/ Not just for lent. (For
/ Ever)
/ But meanwhile she is assembling the ingredients
/ for…
im delikatessenladen - by
bitte geben sie mir eine maiwiesenkonserve etwas höher gelegen aber nicht zu
/ abschüssig so, daß man darauf noch sitzen kann.
/
/ nun,…
Grains of Rice - by
They leave rice fields to travel far and wide:
/ who doesn’t count on them for sustenance?
/ Doffing their golden coats, they bask…
Eating Together - by
In the steamer is the trout
/ seasoned with slivers of ginger.
/ two sprigs of green onion, and sesame oil.
/ We shall eat it…
To Eat of Meat Joyously - by
To eat of meat joyously, a juicy loin cut
/ And with the fresh-baked, fragrant rye bread
/ Chunks from the whole cheese, and…
Poetry in Hiligaynon - by
‘Ne, please prepare
/ lunch
/ for we have a guest.
/ He was my companion
/ when I was still studying
/ the foolish ways of the town.
/
/ Tell…
Woman Selling Fruit - by
Her wares
/ adorn the front
/ of a mustard-yellow building
/ She scolds her grandson
/ and arranges mangos, bananas, ginger root
/ and grapes
/ in glorious disorder
/ She is tiny,
/ well-shaped,
/ piquant
/ as…
The Mitchells - by
I am seeing this: two men are sitting on a pole
/ they have dug a hole for and will, after dinner,…