Tess Kincade at Willow Manor graciously puts up a picture as a writing prompt each week. This week's picture and my response are below. To see everyone else's click on the title above.
Garlic and onion
dance in the big, olive oil-filled skillet
on my stove;
their aroma,
a palpable presence
My people are
Irish and German,
but when I close my eyes and take a deep breath
echoes of
black-eyed, heavy-breasted women
and dark, young men
with seductive smiles
and five o’clock shadows
crowd around my stove
laughing and splashing Barolo
as they carelessly pour jelly-jar glassfuls
I smile and wipe condensation
from the window
over the sink
to watch for your return
