Teaspoonful Poems - Poems about Teaspoonful

...I used to imagine that the body was a sort of fleshy gospel, bound together by mind and ligaments. Years of smutch, and oily reduction, daily, a thin scum to be skimmed - a process of dross elim......Read the rest...

...Spirit and flesh have been boiling together. Years of smutch, and oily reduction, and each day a thin scum to be skimmed. A job for a Chef de Cuisine, a kitchen phantom who though never se......Read the rest...

...Are British Politicians a Little Potty? At the end of Faust Part Two Goethe wrote something most true. The eternal lies in things of time, the stone you throw, the mount you climb. ......Read the rest...

...PASTA: A FORK OF HEAVEN In a pot of bubbling boiling water, I drop hard nine inches long bundle of farfelles.. Minutes passed,between my fingertips, I pressed one strand, ......Read the rest...