Ode To Paprika
ODE TO PAPRIKA
greenhouse surrounded by
plucked plethora
of paprika peppers
fertile field of deep red
souls departed
their
homeland
rock-a-bye seas
brought
their
European presents
translucent onions tango
with aroma and flavor
sizzle in open
pressure cooker
heritable Hungarian paprikash
chicken and buttery dumplings
grands ~
my connection
to a land
flowing
with spice
O paprika
i kiss thee on
your red lips
and pinch
your rose cheeks*
7/8/2017
Rose paprika is considered the finest variety
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