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February 23

February 23, 2017
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and dreaming of artichokes realistically with fine threads and coarse skin otherwise this winter might devour me, at night looking up spreads muhammara, peppers, roasted red, Aleppo, the roughest cut of salt, cumin earthy as dirt, rude scallions, but in just the right amount, tempered, a counterpoint, what lasts? rehearsals for the inevitable, blue-blooded kale and enough lemons to drown out the world, citrus affront, oil and pith, shock, doctrine, if life gives, you make

November 21

November 21, 2015
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Mums are finished nothing left to write about except the radish — And I return to lemons, their solar scent, spice dishes with a heavy hand. I might collect jars of jam, seeded with constellations, figs from the Adriatic, salt, pine, and citrus– once I wandered the walls of Dubrovnik, above the red clay roofs– and yet it’s still winter, and here I am, haunting or haunted, steam rises from my soup.