At dVerse Linda is hosting the Quadrille with an invitation to write using the word fair.
dVerse Poets – Quadrille – Let’s God To The Fair
“What makes the farmers market such a special place is that you’re actually creating community around food.” Bryant Terry
Fair Fare There's anarchy in mung beans, promises in adobe dung bricks, salvation in fenugreek and cumin, the whole world's a natural honey, a string of beads strung by Saffron one full moon of love ago in this strange fair of life whose fare is smiles. Copyright 2021 ©Paul Vincent Cannon All Rights Reserved ®
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This poem brought a smile.
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I love that it did, thank you Liz 🙂
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You’re welcome, Paul. 🙂
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Ha! You have the vibe of the Farmers Market alright.
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Thank you, they are such fun places to go.
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I recall over fifty years ago confiding in my bestie (we were teenagers in sixties; in staid middle-class England) that I sensed that one day I might become a bit “herby”.
I was right, and so is this succulent poem.
I love that you lighten the fragrant earthiness of it with that Full Moon of magic and majesty!
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Meanwhile in working class UK my parents would have thought they were going the extra mile if they used cinnamon or parsley 🙂 Me too, I felt it (never said it) but craved flavour. Thank you so much for sharing you slice of life and the poem’s affect.
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This is great!
“A string of beads strung by Saffron”
I loved that phrase,it really makes sense!
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Thank you for loving those words, means a lot.
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What a clever and fascinating poem. Kudos to you!
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I love this. I cannot think of legumes and spices the same way now and that is awesome
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Thank you for loving this, much appreciated, and thank you for sharing the affect.
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I do enjoy going to a farmer’s market. Fresh produce and baked goods. Ours is now moving inside as the cold weather is here. No more street fairs/fares. Ah it’s about the smiles😀
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Now I am feeling hungry.
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Brilliant!
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Thank you so much Carol
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“Anarchy in mung beans”- I love it Paul!
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I’m smiling too, Paul, especially at the ‘Anarchy in mung beans’ as I sip my chamomile and rooibos tea. 😊🌱
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Reblogged this on OPENED HERE >> https:/BOOKS.ESLARN-NET.DE.
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Beautiful! xx Michael
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“the whole world’s a natural honey/a string of beads strung by Saffron,”.. love this! Exquisitely drawn, Paul! 💝💝
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So many great lines and imagery. Lovely poem.
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Thank you so very much 🙂
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Kept smiling all through, thanks ❤️
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How wonderful to hear that, thank you for sharing that.
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I’m new here , can one edit comment ?
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You can only edit comments on your own site as far as I know.
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Oops, thanks dear
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🙂
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Thank you for the support
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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🙂
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Always a pleasure to read and share your posts with followers, Paul!! Have a great day!
😊👍✨✨🎉
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What a beautiful poem – I love it
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