The Art Of Being In The Kitchen

       The Art of Being In the Kitchen

 

In the library of my mind, I stand,

Knowing that I must make lunch.

On no more than a hunch

I riffle through the freezer, fridge,

Bridging tastes.

Going through from A to Z, standing quietly

I taste and test, investing time

To form a meal that will fill.

Maybe I rotate a bit, but really, I’ve not moved my butt.

A meal is forming from within;

Splendid, or so-so, I have no way of knowing, for

Like all good genies,

This one’s free to come, to go,

Its will

An individual.

I may review a recipe,

Then alter strategy;

Start out with one intention,

Ditch it on the kitchen bench and

End up cooking something new –

(Something you might least expect)

Cooking at its very best!

This is just

A form of art

That all too quickly turns to fart,

The start of which

Is simply being in the kitchen.

 

The Art Of Being In The Kitchen 4.28.2015

The Processes: Creative, Thinking, Meditative II;

Arlene Corwin

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