' dishwashing '
coriander and cardamom
a dash of ajinomoto
the thought'd been deep or shallow fried
morsels of dust from shooting stars
aromas of rain-drenched fresh grass
the salt of the high and wild tides
a solar grace had cooked it all
the dessert of moon was optional
every yummy breath was savored
she washed her dishes with laughter ..
/ original /z.g.
[ Ed :her pulse cooked like a solar flame- line 7 \
the dishes were washed with laughter - line 10 ]