Ephemera

A Haiku or Two, on Moms

November 15, 2014

Haiku52:
Our thoughts on food and cooking
In seventeen beats. 

Marian:

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Mom used to save me
all the brownie edges -- those
were the true filets.

Sarah:

her mac and cheese comes
from nancy reagan although
mom’s a democrat. 

Are you inspired to write a poem about your mother or mother figure? The comments below are a safe space to express yourself.

Photos by James Ransom

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11 Comments

kfles November 17, 2014
Mom:<br />though you always are,<br />you taught me never to be<br />apologetic
 
Cassandra R. November 17, 2014
she labored to feed <br />and teach. memories are sweet <br />the present: bitter
 
Windischgirl November 16, 2014
Nagymama taught me<br />Strudel, porkolt, bread making;<br />Mom shared "Gourmet " mag.
 
Catherine L. November 16, 2014
Some things she taught me:<br />Popcorn can be a meal, and<br />Salt makes things better.
 
Pegeen November 16, 2014
Marian - Filets, from brownies. That image will stick.
 
Pegeen November 16, 2014
Patience. Patience. Patience.<br />More Patience<br />Then more patience<br />
 
Pegeen November 16, 2014
I messed up:<br /><br />Patience. Patience. Patience.<br />More patience<br />Then patience
 
The T. November 15, 2014
I love going home<br />She always remembers to<br />Cook my favorite
 
Pegeen November 17, 2014
Thumb up
 
aargersi November 15, 2014
Mom is an artist<br />Which she sort of passed to me<br />Food is my pallet
 
AntoniaJames November 15, 2014
You taught me to think<br />ahead, in cooking and in<br />life. Thank you, Mother. ;o)