Wednesday, October 05, 2011

Poetry Wednesday--Maya Angelou

Although I realize it is not winter, this is by far the best soup poem (and only good one, really) that I could find on the web, with its preponderance of children's poems about soup.

Hat tip goes out to Rosemary of Rosemary's blog for a fantastic post featuring this poem and a recipe for coconut red lentil soup.

The weather lately has been unseasonably cold and constantly rainy.  DH calls it "English weather".  It is also soup weather.

This Winter Day
by Maya Angelou

The kitchen is its readiness
white green and orange things
leak their blood selves in the soup.
Ritual sacrifice that snaps
an odor at my nose and starts
my tongue to march
slipping in the liquid of its drip.
The day, silver striped
in rain, is balked against
my window and the soup.

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