Welcome to National Poetry Month (#npr2020). This month, I am sharing original poems about food and family. In these times of sheltering, food is comfort. A list of links to previous poems is HERE.
Last week, Imperfect Foods delivered a purple cabbage. Today my husband and I did our monthly shopping at Costco. When we saw the Pecorino Romano and the chicken, we knew what dinner would be tonight. My husband loves making this dish.
Plant Cabbage
Pray for miracles but plant cabbage. ~Ken Follett
Every morning the grandmothers pray
that dinner for
the family will be savory. It’s the tiny miracles
of daily kitchen puttering that drives them. But
first, cuppas of doppio, then they plant
the first crops of potatoes and cabbage.
©jone rush macculloch (2020, draft)
Here’s a peak into the panning page for this poem.
Jone Rush MacCulloch 
Lovely! Thanks for the glimpse at the process, too!
Ruth, thereisnosuchthingasagodforsakentown.blogspot.com
Oh, your golden shovel dug up something so delicious! And thank you for sharing your notes/process. Be well. 🙂
Oh, I love everything about this from quote to sketch, draft, and final. I have never tried one of these poems but so like them! Maybe soon! Be well. (And Imperfect Foods…I keep reading about them!) xx
Love it! I’ve always heard that quote as “Trust Allah, but tie your camel.” I like your version just as well!
Nice golden shovel!! Fun to see your journal pages too. 🙂
I love the image you show, Jone, incorporating that wonderful quote, the practical idea of facing terrible challenges, plant cabbage! And, like those above, love seeing your journal! Happy Friday!
Thank you for sharing a peek inside your journal for this poem. I love the quote, too, that you used for your golden shovel. I haven’t planted cabbages, but I have planted lettuce, spinach, sugar snap peas and carrots. Potatoes are next.
I also enjoyed seeing your journal page and sketch and your poem. Cabbage is such a savory veggie and one of my favorites. It’s down to earth, like your grandmothers.
Jone, thank you for the insight in your journal. I’m curious about the first two stanzas on the first page of your journal. I liked them, too and I like how all three stanzas work together. I do like the one you posted the best here, though. I also like how you worked in the quote in your last word of each line. It seems difficult to do that and make it sound good. You did it perfectly! Have a good dinner.
Thank you. The poem type is a Golden Shovel which takes a quote and each word is the last word of the line.
I wrote the first two stanzas as warm up to the third.