—Photos Courtesy of Public Domain
to the land of childhood
sweet figs tickle the palate
nella terra d’infanzia
la dolcezza dei fichi solletica il palato
spiritual recipe
in the Garden of Olives he prayed
ricetta spirituale
nell’Orto degli Olivi pregò
in the Garden of Olives he prayed
ricetta spirituale
nell’Orto degli Olivi pregò
pranks in the kitchen
selfie with nettle risotto with Asiago PDO cheese
scorribande in cucina
selfie con il risotto alle ortiche con Asiago DOP
pumpkin gnocchi
passion that slips into the depths
gnocchi di zucca
passione che scivola nelle profondità
drops of Genoese pesto
strengthening the soul
gocce di pesto alla genovese
rafforzamento dell’anima
strengthening the soul
gocce di pesto alla genovese
rafforzamento dell’anima
apple pie sugar free
the health of the lifelong friend
torta di mele senza zucchero
la salute dell’amico di lunga data
the health of the lifelong friend
torta di mele senza zucchero
la salute dell’amico di lunga data
Saint Lucy has arrived
how to make a dream come true...with short pastry
Santa Lucia è arrivata
come sfornare un sogno...di pastafrolla
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Today’s LittleNip:
One cannot think well, love well, sleep well, if one has not dined well.
—Virginia Woolf
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How’s your Italian? Welcome today to Italian poet Barbara Anna Gaiardoni, a freelance Pedagogist and Love Writer who has published books with various Italian publishing houses, and has participated in national literary and poetic competitions, obtaining the publication of her texts. Barbara currently publishes Japanese poems such as Shahai (a picture with haiku or senryu) in English in the international trade journals. Shahai by Barbara and her life partner, Andrea Vanacore, appeared in Medusa’s Kitchen on Jan. 16 of this year (http://medusaskitchen.blogspot.com/2023/01/flooded.html/). They’re both fans of good food from all over the world! Welcome back, Barbara, and thank you for today’s tasty micro-poems!
how to make a dream come true...with short pastry
Santa Lucia è arrivata
come sfornare un sogno...di pastafrolla
___________________
Today’s LittleNip:
One cannot think well, love well, sleep well, if one has not dined well.
—Virginia Woolf
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How’s your Italian? Welcome today to Italian poet Barbara Anna Gaiardoni, a freelance Pedagogist and Love Writer who has published books with various Italian publishing houses, and has participated in national literary and poetic competitions, obtaining the publication of her texts. Barbara currently publishes Japanese poems such as Shahai (a picture with haiku or senryu) in English in the international trade journals. Shahai by Barbara and her life partner, Andrea Vanacore, appeared in Medusa’s Kitchen on Jan. 16 of this year (http://medusaskitchen.blogspot.com/2023/01/flooded.html/). They’re both fans of good food from all over the world! Welcome back, Barbara, and thank you for today’s tasty micro-poems!
Photos today are ones that I found in public domain.
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—Medusa
For upcoming poetry happenings in
Northern California and otherwheres,
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Would you like to be a SnakePal?
All you have to do is send poetry and/or
photos and artwork to
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work from all over the world—including
that which was previously published—
and collaborations are welcome.
Just remember:
the snakes of Medusa are always hungry—
for poetry, of course!
Northern California and otherwheres,
click on
UPCOMING NORCAL EVENTS
in the links at the top of this page.
Photos in this column can be enlarged by
clicking on them once, then clicking on the x
in the top right corner to come back to Medusa.
Would you like to be a SnakePal?
All you have to do is send poetry and/or
photos and artwork to
kathykieth@hotmail.com. We post
work from all over the world—including
that which was previously published—
and collaborations are welcome.
Just remember:
the snakes of Medusa are always hungry—
for poetry, of course!
