The Olympics may be over (and the Summer Food Fights, too) but that somehow our competitive urges still haven't ebbed away. That's why we're announcing the Feed52 Haiku Contest.
With a deadline of this Thursday, August 16 at midnight, we want to see your best food-related haiku, posted in the comments below. (The winner will receive nothing less than eternal glory -- sadly, no Le Creuset.)
For those of you who need a refresher -- here is a haiku written by yours truly, as inspired by the above photo:
Who hasn't spent time
brushing their cutting board of
cauliflower bits?
Here's another:
Chopping onions: root
on one end, hairy on the
other, tears inside.
It's simple: haiku do not rhyme, they don't concern themselves with traditional narrative, and they follow a three-line structure of 5, then 7, then 5 syllables. They can be quietly funny, or just suddenly beautiful, and they're short enough that you could certainly write one on your lunch break.
Happily, you have a wide variety of subject matter: food in any form is fair game. And there's no limit on poems you can submit! Give us your best shot.
Start counting those syllables -- may the best haiku win!
Written by: Nozlee Samadzadeh
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Tough, fatty, stubborn, cheap roast.
Braised, tender goodness.
Wraps the cool nights of summer
In a fuzzy coat
A labor of love that makes
stiff whipped cream mountains.
Midnight as tendrils rise green
Behind garden walls.
As she put on the table, bread
It was the silver lining
A queen among herbs,
summer's bright star - caprese,
curry and pesto.
two eggs. Mix with hands, knead, then
roll. Homemade pasta.
Your transformation
seed to flowering giant
is quick and brings bees
Peaches, golden orbs
Buttermilk kissed with maple
Blend until frothy.
big, thick and chewy
where have you been all my life?
Kim Boyce, I love you.
bottle of fish sauce
you make ev'rything groovy
a dollar-sixty
balls of cookie dough
to freeze for baking later
I eat them now, raw
for a pie, I'd pit
a thousand cherries by hand,
OK a hundred
golden butter, paper plate,
sunlight bouncing off the waves.
with weird veggies, like ramps (what?)
I should try pickling.
table manners, to chop, and
corn is for horses
gives way to squashes of fall.
Will you make me soup?
by A..M.
Buxom Miss Milky,
quit your elastic sisters.
Meet the salty prince.
the vine kissed by summer sun
just waiting to blush
ots, carrots, carrots, carr-... Yes,
my favorite snack.
I like them with ranch dressing.
Don't tell anyone.
a bright purple meal! (When you
use purple carrots.)
eaten everyday
can't believe i've not turned green
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