My Garden
Has leguminous pods swinging
On perennial nitrogen-fixing trees
And velvet bean vines crawling up
Bananas and plantains, tubers tucked below
Every ingredient in every Thai curry
Apple eggplants, long eggplants,
Chilies and tomatoes, ground cherries
Scattered like parchment-wrapped easter candies
Fruit trees, herbs wafting in a slight breeze
Kids yelping and skittering among the plants
A lover outside, rampantly chasing after the small people
Sunbeams cascading down through vapors
Friends cool and safe beneath an overgrown outcove
On twisting stone benches, embroidered with human imagination
Fed by bugs and birds whizzing among the wood and nectar
Until pulsing gold lanterns usher in the night
And we balance, breathless, in the twilight
Imagining Cuisine 