The Five Course Reunion
i)
The melon
crescents were served
Back to back
like a frown.
When ours were
collected afterwards
They had been
turned over into a smile.
ii)
The soup darkens
as we stir,
Reds and greens
arise then sink.
The stop and go
of us these years.
Boundaries
split, natures mix. Catch
Them in our
spoons, rediscover
The recipe for
what we were.
iii)
Choose a wing
with me.
If they are from
the same bird
It will fly
again .
iv)
Let's halve this
Emmental, you said,
Though in our
hands at first
The cheese knife
curved away
Nervous at
slicing so deep into
Fermented joys
we'd sealed up tight.
But then we saw
ourselves,
Heart valves,
moon craters,
Half-formed
question marks,
Caverns echoing
our answer.
v)
After so long
you`ve opened it again
To seek some
biscuit bits,
Edges smoothed
in the jostling jar.
Once fresh with
flavour at first snap,
Now old and soft
and taking on
The crumbs of
ones they`re kept with.
Like you and me,
a match can`t now exactly be
Rejoined at
where it broke, the art is to agree
Two pieces can
taste about the same.
Stuart Larner
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