The orange has been wrung of juice.
The garlic’s lost its tang.
The salad leaves have dropped their wings.
The kitchen now has closed.
I do like a good food-related poem. Sometimes it’s more or less simply about the food:
Or the words:
On other occasions, food is a conduit through which the poem explores a theme:
An overdose of summer
At the moment: £2
Let them eat
The currency of sugar
London. Is it worth it?
To the Valleys
These themes include provision, community, comfort through distraction, class/social identity. Perhaps you notice some others? Do leave your thoughts as a comment below.
In the Ocean: a year of poetry
Emily’s Poems for Modern Boys
Shining in Brightness: Selected Poems, 1999 – 2012