HAIKU DIALOGUE – Poet’s Choice – Gourmet Gallery – sight

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1. Also late, here is a concrete version of my one –
   https://mobile.twitter.com/MarkgZero/status/1182030542419763200

   1. wonderful – thanks for this, Mark!

2. I’m a little late to the party this week, but what a fun feast. I got a craving for a pastry I used to buy at a French shop in Portland reading Michelle L. Harvey’s:
   commanding
   my Pavlovian response
   French Patisserie
   *
   Loved the sentiment in Margie Gustafson’s:
   Rejected in love
   I have lost my appetite
   All food is still life
   *
   A clever use of the sight theme is Rich Schilling’s:
   meat market
   the butcher eyes
   my wife
   *
   Poking a little gourmet fun, I enjoyed Margaret Walker’s:
   shrimp and grits
   dressed
   in a martini glass
   *
   Loved the memories, and a little humor, in Al Gallia’s:
   grandmother’s pantry…
   behind the pickle jars
   homemade pear wine
   *
   I found a lovely seasonal image in Elisa Allo’s:
   turmeric rain:
   rice and peas wear
   autumn colors
   *
   I noticed that a few regular contributors that I look forward to reading were missing this week or last. Hope they come back to the table.

   1. This comes as a late comment…”kj’s” white fence photo with crows on The Haiku Foundation’s Troutswirl has already diminished in size.

      Even so, this was an interesting observation of yours, Debbie, in your last paragraph.

      It made me wonder if a few of us make a distinction between eating to live, and living to eat?

   2. Better late than never. Thanks for enjoying mine!

   3. Thank you, Debbie!

3. Hello eaters, here’s my haiku:

   distant mountains
   whipping up clouds . . .
   last strawberries

   1. Hello Julie. If you want your haiku included in next week’s list of contributions you need to post using the red ” contact form” link in the above paragraphs, before midnight PST tonight. Debbie

      1. Yes – Hi Julie! & thanks for helping out here, Debbie!

   2. hi julie….this sounds like you posted it for this current theme, SIGHT

      distant mountains
      whipping up clouds . . .
      last strawberries

      julie emerson

      Sight….is this a poem that didn’t get included in the list above?

      I think it is wonderful for Gourmet Gallery …sight.
      The next theme is smell….i don’t see anything here that relates to smell,

4. Fantastic ! Practicing here, I find myself improving in the composition technique

5. Thank you Kathy for this wonderful feast for the eyes this week! These three visual victuals stood out for me:

   gourmet dining
   leaving the garnish leaf
   uneaten

   Jackie Chou
   Pico Rivera, CA USA

   I am picturing perhaps a lone parsley leaf now alone amid the remains of a meal being swept into the busboy’s bin.

   french cheese
   in the mousetrap
   Bastille Day

   cezar ciobîcă
   I was equating the mousetrap with a guillotine in my mind. And the idea of good French cheese for the mouse’s last meal instead of some inexpensive processed cheese added some macabre humor for me!

   seafood market
   ice eyes
   of unsold fish

   Serhiy Shpychenko
   Kyiv, UA

   I always feel like the fish are looking at me at the market – an icy stare indeed!

6. K J MUNRO….can you please tell me if you received my poem posted Wednesday 10/09/2019 at 8:02 am. (pacific time) for next theme…. Gourmet Gallery-smell?

   if you have it…then i might be able to shed some light on the problem…and share it with you and the members here.

   1. Wendy – I received your submission at 8:02 am on Wednesday 09 October, & again at 6:04 pm on Thursday 10 October…
      do tell! kj

      1. KJ MUNRO

         i used a different browser to send these posts. i used MS Internet Explorer….
         My prior browser was Firefox…..and it seems my posts were not always picked up by you. (your server)

         I don’t know why is was intermittent…but so far….three in a row has been getting through….with the new browser.

         i hope this continues.
         and i hope this may help others who may be having difficulty.

         Thank you, for your timely feedback….that helped me to guide myself in the right direction.

         1. I hope this success continues, as well – I will pass along the info to the team…
            thanks, kj

7. GOURMET GALLERY – food & the sense of sight, October 4, 2019 (sent 10:53am)

   .

   lasagna leftovers
   at midnight
   my fat cat winks at me
   .

   John S Green
   Purringham, WA

   1. cute! John S. Green….i might have found out what the form posting problem might be…..i’ll be able to more accurately hone in on it….when i find out if my next poem was seen by KJ Munro. and then i’ll get back to you.

   2. John S. Green

      i used MS Internet Explorer….(instead of
      my prior browser Firefox)….. and so far….three poems in a row have gone through with success!

      i hope this continues.
      and i hope this may help you and others who may be having difficulty.

      1. Thanks, Wendy.

8. Wow – so many “views” on the sight of food here. (I love this return to focusing on one sense at a time!)

   Too many good ones to comment on but I wanted to say I laughed out loud at Paul Geiger’s

   oyster bar
   just close your eyes
   slurp

   I learned to eat oysters by a campfire – it was too dark to see what we are eating or I don’t think I would have tried them. Now I love the sight of a freshly shucked oyster.

9. Thank you everyone! As usual, I copy out my favourites as I read and try to select three (more or less) to share. Looking at my short list, I realize now that they bring out different ways sight comes into play in our relationship with food: the cringe factor (but Serhiy lets us decide), refined aesthetics, and imagination.
   .
   seafood market
   ice eyes
   of unsold fish
   .
   Serhiy Shpychenko
   Kyiv, UA
   .
   .
   kaiseki dinner
   every color and shape
   in harmony
   .
   Mark Meyer
   .
   .
   white peaked surprise
   my baked Alaska
   looks like Mt Fuji
   .
   Kath Abela Wilson

   1. Good choice, Janice!

   2. nice choices…Janice

      Somehow i never read kath’s.

      white peaked surprise
      my baked Alaska
      looks like Mt Fuji
      .
      Kath Abela Wilson

      i like this playful one, kath!

10. I have to admit that this prompt stumped me. My haiku doesn’t really fit as I concentrated on the word gourmet, and frankly, my experience of gourmet dishes is limited. Thus, I remembered the scene from the Steve Martin movie, The Jerk, and could imagine hitting a drive-thru for a burger and fries. Maybe I will do better with this week’s prompt.
    .
    I think there are some excellent ‘my on the theme. Well done.

    1. I enjoyed yr escargot haiku and i wouldn’t have have even taken two bites. Some of these prompts can really be challenging (although I always welcome the challenge). Good to know I’m not the only one who struggles through some of them.

       1. I also find every one a struggle. I didn’t even think about the gourmet aspect here, just food in general and different sights of it. I’m always impressed by the sheer range of responses–so much comes up that would never occur to me! My horizons widen every week.

          1. Ditto

11. city sidewalk –
    a mosaic of street foods
    makes the scene

    Anthony Rabang

    nice line 1 & 2 from a wide angle lens…that last line is unnecessary.

12. prairie dog town
    a moveable feast
    the field eyes

    B Shropshire
    *
    on the way to the hospital, we passed a huge field, with prairie dogs popping their heads up out of holes in the ground…..
    when we lived in Colorado, it was the first time i ever saw prairie dogs…..you brought me right back there…with this poem!

13. Dear Kathy Munro,
    Greetings. Delighted to be- smell so many dishes- approaches. My favorite of many follows thus: How often it takes place in our household. very fine observation.

    mouths’ watering
    mother insists we eat
    when all guests arrive

    wendy c. bialek
    prescott valley, az usa

    1. thank you….so much, Radhamani sarma….perhaps you were raised similarly …..no one ate until all the invites were present. (teaching inclusion, curtesy, respect and discipline) Mom…was the best gourmet cook in the entire family….everyone looked forward to her delights….often the trusty, traditional recipes, but always new experimental dishes as well. she was always learning new techniques, and new ways of decorating dishes. Secondarily, it was also important to have the great reveal….like lifting a cloth off a painting…. we just had her birthday acknowledgement though she would be reading it from above.

14. in their milky way
    a constellation of flakes
    orbiting my spoon
    .
    Sari Grandstaff
    .
    So many submissions this week lack a visual element, but here “constellation” stands out, and the orbital motion brings the haiku to life.
    The figurative/literal overlap of stars and (corn)flakes provides for comparison, and the momentary confusion of reading “flakes” is nicely resolved with the last word.

    1. Thank you Simon! Your comments are much appreciated.

    2. Simon,
       *

       in their milky way
       a constellation of flakes
       orbiting my spoon
       .
       Sari Grandstaff

       Sari’s poem creatively describes her visual experience of consuming the last flakes of cereal floating in her milky bowl…as seen through a hidden telescopic lens pointed towards the heavens….her vivid metaphors
       yet…..the only open space left…was what kind of flakes….you saw corn…..i see bran.

       the visual in a haiku poem….is not always in the written word….it is often in the space between words….left to be conjured in the mind of the reader. I appreciate more and more these days…the writings that allow me more open windows to place my own images inside them…..

15. unable to look you in the eye doughnut O

    simonj

    FYI – there is a pause after “eye”, indicated by a double space, which used to be reproducable on the contact form but not in these comments.

    1. thanks simonj – I have amended this…
       cheers, kj

       1. Thankyou

16. 1st picks for gourmet gallery -sight

    dinner on the lawn
    a piece of undissolved moon
    in my soup dish

    Anitha Varma
    Kerala, India

    reflects the theme of “sight” well….makes me look into the bowl and see that moon that won’t go away….won’t melt or breakdown. very creative use of “undissolved moon” as if it were a bouillon cube

    1. Thank you, Wendy C. Bialek for the appreciation. 😀

       Anitha.

       1. you are welcome….Anitha….and a very talented writer.

17. thick fog –
    oranges jam
    home made

    nebbia fitta –
    marmellata d’arance
    fatta in casa
    .
    This one stood out for me in many more ways than one.

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    2. Thank you , Robert for for appreciation !

       angiola inglese

18. So many treats this week–I was especially taken with these:
    *
    seafood market
    ice eyes
    of unsold fish

    Serhiy Shpychenko
    Kyiv, UA
    *
    love the sound of all those sss’s–like scales over the whole poem–as well as the visuals of sea/eyes; an immediate and vivid scene
    *
    pasta and bean soup
    with every bite
    I see my father

    maništra i fažol
    sa svakin zalogajen
    vidin mog ćaću

    Aljoša Vuković
    Šibenik, Croatia
    *
    wonderfully Proustian–and so often food is associated with particular people and places
    *

    in their milky way
    a constellation of flakes
    orbiting my spoon

    Sari Grandstaff
    Saugerties, NY
    *
    this all works wonderfully–from the milky way to the constellation to the echo of moon in spoon.
    *
    oyster bar
    just close your eyes
    slurp

    Paul Geiger
    Sebastopol CA
    *
    another one rich in sound and sight–eating is maybe one of our most synesthetic experiences. i can well picture and hear this. Love the economy of the language, too

    *
    steam rises
    purple eggplant
    with green mint

    Rehn Kovacic

    *
    marvellous how the steam reveals the colors–the unveiling of a masterpiece, perhaps (interesting how purple keeps turning up this week too)
    *

    veggie fine dining –
    their usual omelet
    with swirls of something

    Ingrid Baluchi
    Ohrid, Macedonia

    *
    my feeling exactly in higher-end establishments–wonderful touch of humor
    *
    lasagne
    layer by layer
    the worms compost the corpse

    carol jones

    *
    too true! nicely done
    *

    as always, too many strong poems to comment on each; thanks to everyone for contributing

    1. Laurie,

       Thank you so much for highlighting my poem!

    2. Thank you for mentioning my verse in your line-up, Laurie, appreciated.

    3. Thank you Laurie for your kind comments on my haiku!

    4. Thank you, Laurie!
       Not that I dislike omelets, but when that’s the only choice given vegetarians in a restaurant, one’s bound to be a little disappointed!

19. Thank you, Kathy for including my verse. Another great line up, and so diverse. Congratulations to all.
    .
    ode to an onion;
    you are so lustrous so crisp
    the shape of tears
    .
    Steve Tabb
    .
    A lovely connection to the onion itself, the shape and the effect it has on the eyes, and of course that gorgeous taste, whether hot or mild.

    1. Carol, thank you for your nice comment.

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