Sue Wilson, a very talented poet and cake maker, facilitated the day and the subject was Food.
I was not enthusiastic about it but I went down because I value the companionship and I wanted to make time to write. Sue began the session with some very well prepared and demanding 5 minute exercises. I am always surprised about just how much can be splurged onto the page in 5 minutes - try it, it is amazing what pours forth, particularly when you stash the critic and editor away.
One of the exercises was about food we loathe. Here is my poem....
Coleslaw
It
depends so much
on how we
are chopped.
are
selected. We do not
our
intention sound.
to
repulse, disappoint.
wholehearted,
to do good.
makes us
small, drowns us
Mixes us
up with sour vinegar,
attempts
to create acceptability.
might be
seen as too much,
too
recognisable, too obvious.
each one
of us to be
allow us
to just be.
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