Nix the Comfort Zone
This National Poetry Month(NPM), I am writing and sharing original poems about food, family and feasts. Sundays will be a day to reshare a poem from the past. A list of links to previous poems is HERE.
Thanks to Laura Shovan, I am back in the sourdough business. Sourdough pancakes, bread and tomorrow, banana bread. There is something to be said about playing with sourdough.
So today, another Golden Shovel poem with a quote from Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra.
With bread all sorrows are less.
~Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra
we hunker down with
the pandemic blues, a loaf of sourdough bread,
hard cheese, a bold red, all
the ordinary delights to cure the sorrows
swallows are
swooping and diving, for a moment the troubles are less
©jone rush macculloch (2020, draft)
Jone Rush MacCulloch 
With bread, all sorrows are less! Yes, what a great phrase. Thanks for this golden shovel. We have done the same meal, and it seems to heighten the joy of simple pleasures.
Your poems this month have been yummy, Jone. I am a bread lover so not only did your poem ignite my taste buds but eased my mind for just a few moments.
all
the ordinary delights to cure the sorrows
Fabulous golden shovel. Yum, sourdough bread!!
Oh, I love this, Jone! And we are celebrating Easter today with our daughter, as this is the day they celebrate in Cyprus, where she usually lives. She made flauna, a filled pastry–not quite bread, but I’m going to share this poem before we eat! Thank you.
Thank you. I am honored that you would share my poem.
We are on the same wavelength with the sourdough bread this week. Lovely golden shovel–both the bread and the swallows make things just a little better. Enjoy your bread!
How nice that Laura set you on your sourdough path! Sourdough banana bread is a first for me. Great quote you picked to beat the pandemic blues 🙂
Bread, cheese and wine–a trifecta of culinary goodness. I love the quote you chose for your golden shovel strike line. It’s perfect!
Bread and cheese and wine…nothing better!
Food and inspiration, Jone! Thank you for writing about bread baking. (I have to post my sourdough poem from last year’s food poetry project!)
Food abounds this week for Poetry Friday. Maybe it is the “pandemic blues.” Yes, we must savor those moments when the troubles are less.
ahhhhh. lovely. Normally, I try not to eat bread. But, my son has become a baker. And, we just asked for our first batch of starter. Yikes! You are right. Troubles are less with good bread.