Tag Archives: Lucia Perillo

Summer food

Ripe tomatoes, sweet corn, peaches. They are all here, and we are eating them all. This morning, delicate white Mexican onions crisped with corn kernels, spinach and basil from the garden, and a fried egg in the middle. Is there … Continue reading

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More transcendence

After the last post, Simone sent me a report on a heron rookery, and it mentioned damsel bugs and dragon flies.  I wasn’t going to post two poems in a row, but the coincidence with this poem and its damselflies … Continue reading

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Oops, one more

Just when I thought I was finished with this topic for the moment, I came across this poem in an old copy of Poetry East. How Western Underwear Came to Japan When Tokyo’s Shirokiya Drygoods caught fire in the thirties, … Continue reading

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