pastas, soups
and Turkish bread
at my door …
her generous spirit
colors my cheeks


10 Responses

  1. papagreenbean Says:


  2. Jan Dobb Says:

    Anne, you've said so much by saying so little! I was moved.

  3. Maria Says:

    Agree with Jan; I was moved by the honest simplicity of this.

  4. Barbara Kaufmann Says:


  5. seaviewwarrenpoint Says:

    Ah, lovely, Anne. I am reminded of a special person that used to visit my grandmother here in Ireland many years ago.

    grandma's kitchen . . .
    a star-covered teacup
    for the gypsy lady

    Frogpond, Autumn 2012

  6. Anne Curran Says:

    Hi This haiku is lovely Thank you for sharing.
    Tea cups can say so much we all have our favorite cup, some of them dainty and equisite
    others of them large and plain but always serving their purpose.
    I am reminded of my sister's generosity as I read this poem.

  7. Alan Summers Says:

    Food works on so many levels, even fast food, for us, or our fellow animals.
    a cat picking
    at discarded fast food
    this night without you
    filling with the hum
    of regular rain

    Alan Summers
    July 2015 issue of brass bell, featuring poems by Alan Summers

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