On the Passing of Gourmet, November 2009
It is the last issue of our Gourmet.
Here on the rim of winter, on the cusp
of consumption, how dare we foray
into seasons of culinary lust
sans our guide, sans brioche, sans …
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On the Passing of Gourmet, November 2009
It is the last issue of our Gourmet.
Here on the rim of winter, on the cusp
of consumption, how dare we foray
into seasons of culinary lust
sans our guide, sans brioche, sans cassoulet,
merry in the face of our dying delight,
minus the clear broth charm, the recipes,
the bread and wine of our gastric flights?
Tell me, dear, what meaty balm, what mastic
can seal this plunging and hungry absence?
Here is the turkey on page eighty-five,
bronzed, glazed, a poultry hallowed and divine.
Must we greet the year in bitter chagrin,
lovers of pages that won’t roast again?
Melissa Dickson
Sonnets From Cameo published in 2011 by New Plains Press