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COME ONE, COME ALL / January 21

January 21, 2011

by Carolee, Deb & Jill

It’s show time! It’s time to post your original poem, written in response to Monday’s prompt – something about food — or any other inspiration from the week. (We love it when you write to our prompt, but we also love it when you write on a whim. We all know how fickle that muse can be.)

What did you write? Please leave a link to your blog post, or leave your poem itself, in the comments!

Let the show begin! This post is “sticky” — it will stay right here in the spotlight for you all weekend.

Here’s how prompts work under the Big Tent

You’ve got all week to write your poem, based on this week’s prompt. Come Fridays (today!) you’ll find a “Come One, Come All” post (this one!) where you can 1) leave a link to your poem or 2) leave the poem in its entirety.

We want to give you all weekend to post your work and read each others’ work. Take your time. Enjoy all the poems that are new to the world.

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Victoria (liv2write2day) on January 21, 2011 at 12:10 am

I’m in and hope this helps anyone looking to find a husband who cooks!

http://liv2write2day.wordpress.com/2011/01/21/how-to-nab-a-husband-who-cooks-big-tent-poetry/

Jeanne Aguilar on January 21, 2011 at 8:32 am

I loved your poem! It had me cracking up all of the way through! Thanks for sharing this!
(I tried to post on your blog, but didn’t see it show up)

- Carolee on January 21, 2011 at 4:32 pm
  
  we offer so much here at big tent! prompts, poems, how to find a husband who cooks …

Madeleine Begun Kane on January 21, 2011 at 12:11 am

Thanks very much for inspiring my Fruity Limerick.

Carolee on January 21, 2011 at 4:38 pm

you’re welcome, madeleine!

sb on January 21, 2011 at 12:36 am

Not food, not from the prompt — from some other work & thinking I’ve been doing:

Me at 3, and a Snapshot Poem

Carolee on January 21, 2011 at 4:40 pm

we welcome rule-breakers, SB. :)

- Carolee on January 21, 2011 at 4:42 pm
  
  p.s. circus-goers — you HAVE to go see the snapshot. “SB at 3″ is too cute for words.

Joseph Harker on January 21, 2011 at 12:46 am

Eh. It might not be as delicious as I’d hoped: Stone Fruit

vivienne Blake on January 21, 2011 at 12:46 am

A selection box: http://vivinfrance.wordpress.com/2011/01/20/gourmet-for-big-tent/

Cara Holman on January 21, 2011 at 1:04 am

I guess recipes have to do with food: No Regrets

Christopher on January 21, 2011 at 1:53 am

I hope the long post is not off putting…the poem is quite short at the bottom of the post. This one needed a stage as it is real history, what happened to me between the ages of 21-23, quite a number of years ago.

Having Servants

Joanne Johns on January 21, 2011 at 2:04 am

Mine is about my suicidal passionfruit vine, which refuses to produce fruit: Fruitless Passion

Donna Vorreyer on January 23, 2011 at 10:24 pm

I like the idea of a flower that is fruitless.

Dick on January 21, 2011 at 2:07 am

Food, glorious food up at mine – http://patteran.typepad.com.

barbara on January 21, 2011 at 2:58 am

Mine is green

pamela on January 21, 2011 at 3:28 am

Mine is about the variety of fruit.

http://flaubert-poetrywithme.blogspot.com/2011/01/for-love-of-fruit-big-tent-poetry-37.html

Sam on January 21, 2011 at 3:35 am

In a Pool of Starlight

http://thinkingcities.blogspot.com/2011/01/in-pool-of-starlight.html

(I don’t normally post unfinished poems, but I’m having some difficulty with this one.)

Carolee on January 21, 2011 at 5:04 pm

so pleased you had the courage to share a work in progress! it’s good for us to do this sort of thing — good for ourselves to experience and good for others to witness. :)

we’re all mucking around in this together. getting inspiration. working on craft. this is where the energy is. :)

- Sam on January 24, 2011 at 8:37 am
  
  Thanks, Carolee. :)
  
  Added two stanzas; hopefully I’ll finish it within the week!

rob kistner on January 21, 2011 at 4:12 am

Enchant

Kenia Cris on January 21, 2011 at 4:48 am

Not exactly about food, only if you consider food for thought. =)

It’s my first time submitting a poem here, I want to participate every week. =) I write a bilingual blog (Portuguese-English), so when you scroll down the Portuguese version, you find the English one. Today’s poem was originally written in English and then it got a version in my own language. =)

Hope you can visit me anytime. =)

Cheers from Brazil.

http://poesiatorta.blogspot.com/2011/01/431.html

Deb on January 21, 2011 at 8:29 am

Welcome to the Big Tent, Kenia. It’s great to have you here!

Carolee on January 21, 2011 at 5:09 pm

welcome! so pleased you’re writing with us!

gautami tripathy on January 21, 2011 at 4:53 am

http://firmlyrooted.blogspot.com/2011/01/nutty-nuts.html

Tilly Bud on January 21, 2011 at 5:31 am

I have two poems, one on the lack of food, and one on its abundance.

http://sapoems.wordpress.com/2011/01/21/dustbin-day/

http://sapoems.wordpress.com/2011/01/07/after-the-braai/

Donna Vorreyer on January 23, 2011 at 10:30 pm

Both of these pieces are great. My husband and I were blown away by the hospitality and deliciousness of the braai we experienced when visiting South Africa.

Sjane on January 21, 2011 at 5:51 am

I’m in with “Baguettes” over at Blue Hookah:
http://bluehookah.blogspot.com/2011/01/baguettes.html

nan on January 21, 2011 at 6:14 am

I ended up with this odd little ditty: How to avoid vertigo with a low sodium diet.

Lady Nimue on January 21, 2011 at 6:25 am

Writing this was so much fun !!

http://ladynimue.wordpress.com/2011/01/20/i-cooked-dinner/

Carolee on January 21, 2011 at 10:25 pm

glad you had fun!

Rachel Barenblat on January 21, 2011 at 6:51 am

I’m back to Big Tent Poetry — hooray! (Still have a one-year-old, who now wants to seize my computer every time he sees me using it, so I still don’t have as much time for commenting as I did in my former life, but hey.)

This week’s response is here:

http://velveteenrabbi.blogs.com/blog/2011/01/a-tu-bishvat-mother-poem-for-big-tent-poetry-taste-and-see.html

Deb on January 21, 2011 at 9:01 am

Welcome back!

BTPoets: If you have time, give a listen to Rachel in a three way conversation at Dave Bonta’s blog: http://www.vianegativa.us/2011/01/woodrat-podcast-33-rachel-barenblat-and-beth-adams-on-torah-poems/ and congratulate her on her new book AND other cool things. :-) )

- Carolee on January 21, 2011 at 10:26 pm
  
  yes, congrats, rachel! i have sat down twice to order it and keep getting interrupted! this weekend! this weekend!

Laurie Kolp on January 21, 2011 at 7:28 am

Please stop by for a yummy treat:

http://lkharris-kolp.blogspot.com/

angie on January 21, 2011 at 7:39 am

oh, it’s a snow day so I’ll actually have time to read everyone’s poem! Yay!
here’s mine — http://another2doors.wordpress.com/2011/01/21/how-to-eat-a-poem/

annell on January 21, 2011 at 7:41 am

http://somethingsithinkabout-annell-annell.blogspot.com/2011/01/tuesday-january-18-2011-river-of-stone.html

Jeanne Aguilar on January 21, 2011 at 8:23 am

Yay! I LOVED this prompt! Can’t wait to read everyone’s blogs!

http://sidelinesbyjeanne.blogspot.com/

Carolee on January 21, 2011 at 10:36 pm

yes, a great prompt! i hope i get a chance to write to it this weekend. you’ve all done a fabulous job!

twitches on January 21, 2011 at 8:36 am

One the poems I wrote for small stones fits with this theme, so here it is, from Jan. 17th

allergies

Donald Harbour on January 21, 2011 at 9:29 am

Last night I cooked a pan of corn bread with cream corn and diced chilis in it, pork chops and gravy, red beans with rice served with sliced tomatoes, cucumbers, and onions. Now that’s good ole comfort food. God how I love the South. So for those of you that do not have the privilege of dining at a Southern table here’s a day’s worth of eating. Enjoy! Yall come over for dinner anytime.

Love, Live, Work, Play and Eat in the South,/a>

Donald Harbour on January 21, 2011 at 9:33 am

OOOPPPPS, got it wrong, try this: Love, Live, Work, Play and Eat in the South

Marian Veverka on January 21, 2011 at 9:34 am

A vey short poem

http://Marianv.blog.co.uk

Elizabeth on January 21, 2011 at 9:59 am

An old piece, it’s been one of those weeks,

http://soulsmusic.wordpress.com/2009/01/20/down-beneath-the-roots-of-things

Elizabeth

Carolee on January 21, 2011 at 10:47 pm

we all have those weeks, elizabeth! we appreciate you coming by just the same and sharing some of your work!

vivienne Blake on January 21, 2011 at 10:07 am

Reading through these posts inspired me to write the story of our first Burns lunch after moving to France – http://vivinfrance.wordpress.com/2011/01/21/of-haggis-and-other-delights/

Carolee on January 21, 2011 at 10:49 pm

aren’t they inspiring? so many stories and vivid memories.

gmc on January 21, 2011 at 10:43 am

MILKY WAY JUICE

We ate dust
For such a long time
Travelling in dead-end streets
All along the way to Santiago
Walking through banana plantations
On Apemen Planet

Dust becomes diamond
The way we press the trigger
Of the citrus squeezer

Now fruits of the loom
Are our new clothes
White phosphorus at breakfast
Napalm bombing at noon
Liquid fire on evenings

The light of a dime
Is our silver amunition
A refreshing cocktail
From the fruity fountain

Carolee on January 21, 2011 at 10:53 pm

hi, gmc! thanks for writing with us!

- gmc on January 22, 2011 at 11:44 am
  
  you’re welcome, dear
  
deb on January 24, 2011 at 10:53 am

Such a turn. Dust becomes diamonds … then pow!

- gmc on January 25, 2011 at 11:43 am
  
  that’s it, a bit like ragnarök or the fall of troy^^, atomic overdrive, less than 1 second to destroy a world

Kelly on January 21, 2011 at 11:03 am

My poem started out from last week’s prompt, but fits this week’s too! Thanks, all. Can’t wait to read the others.

http://www.starsandwillows.com/2011/01/plum/

Marian Veverka on January 21, 2011 at 11:03 am

I’m posting it here but it is also on http://Marianv.blog.co.uk

Peaches
Sweet juices dribbling
between the lips of summer.
Ripe and golden
as that harvest moon rising
over the screen of the drive-in movie
Round and rosy like a baby;s butt
or my young breasts thrusting
against the buttons of my cotton blouse…
your fingers fumbled to undo them…

And afterwards we raced along the backroads
throwing away the pits.

Carolee on January 21, 2011 at 10:56 pm

left my comment over at your blog. really enjoyed the piece!

RJ Clarken on January 21, 2011 at 11:22 am

Heroes and shameless plugs. Yum!

http://1ightverse.blogspot.com/2011/01/hero-and-shameless-plug.html

Thanks for the prompt and for whetting my appetite!

Carolee on January 21, 2011 at 10:57 pm

you’re welcome!

Julie Jordan Scott on January 21, 2011 at 11:54 am

I’m hungry from writing, I am afraid of what will happen when I start blog hopping this poetry! LOL.

http://juliejordanscott.typepad.com/jjspoetry/2011/01/poem-a-hankering-knocks-inspired-by-big-tent-poetry.html

Carolee on January 21, 2011 at 11:01 pm

it’s making me hungry, too! glad it’s not just me. :)

Tumblewords on January 21, 2011 at 12:08 pm

Thanks!

http://firsttumblewords.blogspot.com/2011/01/poem-for-big-tent-poetry_21.html

Linda Watskin on January 21, 2011 at 12:57 pm

What fun.
http://word-painting.blogspot.com/2011/01/sunday-crossword.html

Cosmos Cami on January 21, 2011 at 1:06 pm

http://thecosmicword.blogspot.com/2011/01/big-tent-poetry-particular.html

Dan Wilcox on January 21, 2011 at 2:21 pm

I took the notes for this Saturday at a writing from art workshop at the UAG Gallery in Albany (NY), sponsored by the HVWG, thought it was nothing until the prompt on Monday mentioned “food” — hmm:
http://dwlcx.blogspot.com/2011/01/clever-cleaver.html

Lindsey on January 21, 2011 at 4:21 pm

I tried to write on food this week, but I just wasn’t hungry. Instead, I wrote a brief, but deep with meaning poem about winter.

http://dishwaterdreams.com/2011/01/oklahoma-winter/

Carolee on January 21, 2011 at 4:37 pm

it is such a thrill to read your poems AND to see all the comments from members of this community. thanks for supporting each other, ladies and gentleman!

i haven’t attempted this week’s prompt yet, but I do have a tiny post about writing buddies (in line with what you all are already doing!)

Elizabeth J. on January 21, 2011 at 6:32 pm

Loved writing to this prompt! I was inspired by Wordsworth’s sonnet “The World is Too Much With Us”: Our Food is Too Much With Us.

Connie Peters on January 21, 2011 at 7:10 pm

Here’s a chocolaty one.

enthusiasticsoul.blogspot.com

Carolee on January 21, 2011 at 11:21 pm

here’s the full link for connie’s piece: http://enthusiasticsoul.blogspot.com/

thanks for writing this week, connie!

Amy on January 21, 2011 at 9:01 pm

Immature

I still
Bite the heads of gummy bears
Wipe my crumby hands on my pant legs
Lose one earring, one glove, one shoe?
And several pairs of sunglasses

I still
Make wishes on birthday candles
And the first star I see at night
Believe in fortune cookies predictions
And saving the wishbone every Thanksgiving

I still
Stay up too late on the weekends
Want to wear my pajamas all the time
Make art projects with sticky glue and paper
Read books that will rot my college educated mind

I still
Get nervous to talk in a class of my peers
Always think I might be the stupidest person in the room
Wonder if my breath or armpits stink
Hope that I can make new friends

I still
Believe in true love and second chances
Hope that we can achieve world peace
Think that I might yet be everything I ever dreamt
Believe ghost of my brothers watch over me

Dan Wilcox on January 21, 2011 at 11:07 pm

Take this to an open mic in your town — I too still believe in true love & second chances, & world peace (work for it) –

Carolee on January 21, 2011 at 11:29 pm

pieces like this remind us how much alike we all are. dan’s suggestion is a great one!

Joanne Johns on January 22, 2011 at 3:52 am

Your title is too harsh – young at heart, perhaps! Great poem :)

- Jeanne Aguilar on January 22, 2011 at 10:07 am
  
  Love this poem! Just the other day I borrowed a friend’s jacket at work, I went to go wipe my hands on my pants, and since the jacket was long, I was about to wipe my hands on his jacket. I just barely caught myself! I shook my head, thinking forty something might be a little old to still be wiping my hands on my pants! So, of course, I love that line in your poem! And the message is precious…keep believing!
  
Ruth on January 22, 2011 at 4:48 pm

Thank you for this. I love everything about it, except for the title. The poem is so not about immaturity – it’s about living, loving, believing, dreaming… If only more of us allowed our inner children freer rein, wouldn’t we all be happier, more productive (in ways that count) adults?

Laurie Kolp on January 23, 2011 at 12:46 pm

I think we can all relate to this clever piece! Aren’t we all children at heart? I know I am…

Deb on January 24, 2011 at 3:32 pm

I love that it starts with biting the heads off.

mark on January 22, 2011 at 12:35 am

Crikey! look at this list so far!

http://radio-nowhere.org/nb/?p=633

A bowl of poetry and what happens to it…

Ron. on January 22, 2011 at 1:17 am

Mother Turns Over In Her Grave at: Scrambled, Not fried

Deb on January 22, 2011 at 12:08 pm

What a wonderful time you all have had!

I haven’t gotten my “real prompt poem” written yet (and hope to do so today) but in the meantime I offer my Thursday stone, which did respond to the prompt by way of chilies: http://stoneymoss.org/2011/01/20/stones-a-river-20/

Erin Davis on January 22, 2011 at 1:19 pm

Thanks for the delicious prompt!

http://freckledwriter.blogspot.com/2011/01/cheesecake.html

carolee on January 22, 2011 at 1:42 pm

i’m finally joining you with my on-prompt poem!

http://caroleesherwood.wordpress.com/2011/01/22/a-cooking-poem-for-big-tent-poetry/

Ruth on January 22, 2011 at 4:36 pm

Mine is not really to prompt, taken literally – perhaps it’ll provide some food for thought?

http://turtlememoir.wordpress.com/2011/01/22/what-brought-you-to-your-knees/

beth on January 23, 2011 at 6:06 pm

Whoa, I kinda wrote something! :)

http://thepracticeroom.wordpress.com/2011/01/23/btp-prompt-from-january-17-2011/

Deb on January 23, 2011 at 8:16 pm

It’s so nice to see you here, Beth!

Running off to join the circus, eh?

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