Thanks to Liz at Elizabeth Steinglass for providing all the Poetry Friday goodness today.
Happy May Day! Yesterday I decided to celebrate the 2020 Progressive Poem and share my final Food, Family, Feasts’ poem for Poetry Friday. With all the food featured in April, I thought of the “I Come From” poem would be a good way to celebrate the month.
A Box of Recipes
I’m from bleu cheese-cauliflower-tomato soup casserole at Thanksgiving
in the desert
From Grandma Mac and Great Aunt Blanche
I’m from the ricers of potatoes and picklers of eggs and beets
From rubbing the ends of cucumbers and sesame “S” cookies for Santa
I’m from usige-beatha, water of life
I’m from So-Cal and Scotland
Crannachan, scones, and tea,
From the spaghetti and meatballs, a feast for company
From a graham cracker pie recipe, a sign of love
The Sicilian Pie made by my husband taught by his Nana
A three tined fork carried by my great grandfather soldier,
during the Civil War
A hundred year old cast iron skillet with untold stories
From fresh lemons for a velvety custard
and egg whites whipped into a meringue
I am a box of recipes blending generations
©jone rush macculloch (2020, draft)
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