Our relationship with food
Food never comes to our table
Food once grew itself–
Do you know your food?
Haven’t we met?
Can you name what it contains?
Read my label.
flavored and colored fruit pieces
treated with sodium sulfite to promote color retention
Can you point me out in a crowd?
Do you recognize me?
corn, sunflower seed
I didn’t really understand the NaPoWriMo prompt, but my poem has two parts and the food talks.
It also gave me an opportunity to resurrect some old drawings that prove I once knew how to draw still life. What do you think Aletha?
Can you guess what I made after I drew the second one?