Sometimes, a certain sort of beautiful day happens… and the good music in the heart makes it both into the pot and onto page. Today was a day like that.
Soup pot Poetics
Improv your choreography, soup pot glory…
let loose your steam of dance-together grace.
There’s a little bit of waltz and long slide of jazz,
then the butternut jitterbugs with ginger and shallot;
Next, a touch of flamenco when curry stomps her heel
to the syncopated clap of garlic and heat.
Smooth are the steps of the sweet potato root
as she swings her hips and clears herself room
on the translucent mosaic made of onion and shine.
Carrot waits on the side till her date arrives and then,
oh my, how she and the coco milk groove.
By the poetry of her taste and the rhythms in her substance,
this soup might cure what ails you.
Kimberly M. King, RSCJ