Persimmon, Quince and Thyme

Today I chanced upon a persimmon

poem laden with fruit like an aged

story woven in another country far in the east;

Later, tasting the fusion of quince

and thyme warmly soft and delicately

pungent, their easy union evocative

of an orchard resplendent with abundance

(fed by a thousand beautifully presented cookbooks)

suggested the weight

of words: how to place them in the kitchen

at dusk, that sanctuary where the day’s

pace slows and chatter grows meaning,

where the scents of the ancient silk road are leavened

with herbs from the garden, to honour

persimmon, quince and thyme with grace

embroidered like a simple

message on a sturdy tapestry.

 

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