is the foam that rises
as heat breaks the skins
of fruit reduced to sugar
in the pot, let the smell
of such abundance be
flag and prayer, enough
to fill a morning with
the history of everything
we’ll ever want or need.
[LAG-other-response date=”05 17 2014″ url=”https://www.vianegativa.us/2014/05/beside-the-stream/” title=”Via Negativa: Beside the stream”]