Alliterative Mock-Quiche

12 February 2015 § 2 Comments

a mini version made in a springform pan

a mini version made in a springform pan

Add barley flakes to boiling broth and cover.
Simmer — standing by to stir — for a quarter-hour.
Prepare a pie plate with some oil
then flatten the flakes to form a crust.
Add cod and kale (cooked ahead)
then whisk ricotta, water, and eggs.
Season with salt and a smidge of pepper.
Pour this potion atop the crust
so it fills all fissures ‘mongst flake and leaf.
Place the pie in a pre-heated oven:
four-twenty-five for fifteen minutes
three-fifty for a further hour.
Let it alone to lose some heat
then slide slices off spatula with a knife
(’twill keep the cod from coming off the grain).
Nutritious? Yes. Tasty? No.
Truthfully told, it’s bland.
But fair fare will suffice for now —
with a chaser of chocolate cookie.

At 22 Pounds Lost

5 January 2015 § Leave a comment

image

loving my “new” old clothes

 

A box of clothes that once I wore
reopened in our basement store:
With much weight lost I now reclaim
ten tops, some jeans, then lose the blame
I’d taken on before I’d found
the cause of all my excess pounds.

~

SURPRISE [UNDRUN]

23 August 2014 § Leave a comment

crisp air from Greenland
pushes back Canada’s smoke:
jet stream hiccups

©2014 JS Graustein
Meredith, New Hampshire USA

greenland sky

NEBISKAT [DÖGG]

7 August 2014 § Leave a comment

small water maker

not possessive
not personified

a being that is
a being that does

unseen
unknown

whose handiwork
appears at dawn

recognized
by the Abenaki

We just call it dew.

©2014 JS Graustein
Meredith, New Hampshire USA

click to see full size on Flickr

click to see full size on Flickr

RAIN [REGN]

2 August 2014 § 4 Comments

The sky turned black and we were stuck behind
a three-mile line of cars. I’d tried to find
a back way home from Megan’s Boston doc
but didn’t figure in the five o’clock
non-weekender just wanting to get home
to Essex County, Mass (I’d hoped to roam
its Whittier spaces). Rain began to pelt
the car as Haverhill came in view. We felt
quite nervous when we couldn’t see if there
were two or four lanes ‘cross the bridge over
the Merrimack. Our wipers set on max
could not keep up. We followed tracks
of a one-ton truck until it led us through
a flooded patch of Main Street. Thus we knew
we had to park and let the deluge pass.
We turned uphill and looked for treeless grass
to park beside. Rain-Bound. No debate:
John Greenleaf Whittier’s farm would have to wait.

©2014 JS Graustein
Haverhill, Massachusetts USA

Click to read SNOW-BOUND at Google Books.

Click to read SNOW-BOUND at Google Books.

SMOKE [REYKUR]

26 July 2014 § 4 Comments

California light
in New England—
Canadian forests burn

©2014 JS Graustein
Meredith, New Hampshire USA

hoping the jet stream shifts soon

hoping the jet stream shifts soon

DISSONANCE [MIS-HLJÓMUR]

29 May 2014 § Leave a comment

Today

on Lake Winnepesauke

in Gold Country

local children play

my daughter plays

a band concert

on the MS Mount Washington—

in the high school theatre—

their introductory performance;

her farewell performance;

I am [not] there.

©2014 JS Graustein
Meredith, New Hampshire USA

Recorders, played with gusto.

Recorders, played with gusto.

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