Lingering at the breakfast table, remnants of the meal scattered about: JUICE glasses, coffee mugs, open jars of jam, butter-smeared knives and plates. I ALLOW myself time to just sit, echoes of early morning conversation in my head. There will be time enough to get out the BROOM, run the dishwasher, and change up the table linens. For now, I will SPOON up a last bit of yogurt and SNOOP on the doves and finches at the feeder. Let me stretch this moment out, subjective experience of the elasticity of time.

Georg’ann

Pulling out bits of this,
tad of that, half a bunch there.
Saving portions from WASTE.
Pleasure to create from parts,
no measurements or plan.
Jazz chef, master of improvisation
won’t let anything SPOIL.

Heaps a healthy SCOOP,
warm kaleidoscope of flavors,
onto your plate. No discordant
notes here. Impossible
to recreate. One performance
only. No recipe to replicate.
Martha and SNOOP couldn’t
play it any better. Glad you came.

Heather