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Pear and Cheddar Quiche

Sunday, April 26th, 2015

Cheddar and Pear Quiche Recipe
by Lady

1 ripe pear, peeled and diced
6 oz cheddar, shredded
3 T flour
4 eggs
2/3 C whole milk
pie crust in pan
1/2 t salt

Preheat oven to 375. Mix pear, 2/3 of the cheddar and 2 T flour in small bowl. Whisk eggs and milk, then whisk in 1 T flour. Dump the cheddar/pear mixture onto the pie crust, then pour the egg mixture over it, and sprinkle the reserved cheddar on top. Bake about 35-40 minutes.

Bake about 35-40 minutes.

 

Poetry Month Poems – Lady #17

Friday, April 17th, 2015

 

The cash in salads
radicchio, arugula, kale, bibb
lettuce like tender, supple currency
vehicle for seasoning and
surface, fresh relish
of spring

~ Lady

 

 

Smith & Lady Poems March 2015 – Lady’s #11

Wednesday, March 11th, 2015

Two Wet Servings of Fairly Eternal Happiness

Our ocean’s yawn ain’t silent
its lick is chock for eyes to find
echinoderms crawl nether spread
secret creatures of the flapping lapping
blanketed stars

And Lake Erie plays close yet
almost alien to the daily domain
of our digs

It’s only miles away,
this other kind of happy,
scads to attend

~ Lady

 

 

Black History Month Poems – #21

Saturday, February 21st, 2015

 

Our own hand rumbling o’er own hand
for rededication of the temple, living for the love light
candle by candle like the Maccabees but and also
slo mo ballet toeing tiger dragon aerial
dancing the guaguanco chicken squawking chimango
caracara mambo Mulatu Astatke rumba
community carnival conscientious of all
like the girl scout law

~ Lady

 

 

BLACK HISTORY MONTH POEMS – 14

Saturday, February 14th, 2015

 

Hard to say the when and where of
such and such’s from, could’ve been carried
from Mesopotamia to North Africa
or vice versa

Manufacturing’s a melange,
numerous raw attributions dug out of the dirt
by happenstance or planning, gleaned
or traded learning

To know the when and where of it’s
like ascribing butterflies to words fused into
interstitial glass and ground in the crucible or
baked to efflorescent faience

The sum greater-than-its-parts
like the sun shining through a stained glass
mosaic, oculi omnium panoptic glaze melded
to transcendence–the curio that is loved
and examined

~ Lady

 

 

BLACK HISTORY MONTH POEMS – 10

Tuesday, February 10th, 2015

 

I want life a musical
dance party family gatherings and
circles of hugs, Hava Nagila and ethnic fusion
dashing dervishes backspinning breakdancers
twelve day Christmases jugglers throwing torches
advent box calendars and harlequins
in repose

~ Lady

 

 

BLACK HISTORY MONTH POEMS – 6

Friday, February 6th, 2015

 

Like merchants muttered 10 xu = 1 hao, 10 hao =
1 dong, Thich Nhat Hanh walks a mile in his own shoes
counting breaths and steps, always arriving
appreciating attainment

The Big Dream, great glob, what-is-ness,
moderated suffering like a dash of spice for
happiness, good recipes for que sera,
gathas for que esta

Being with his steps, his constant reunions,
praying for everyone to have breath,
to have that arriving breath,
to have the human right
of happiness

~ Lady

 

 

REMEMBERING

Thursday, November 13th, 2014

REMEMBERING

Such holy air, wind
moving through itself
alighting here and there
having an epiphany
It’s holy

The finery of our thoughts
some aspects of remembering–
like filigree wedding decorations
heralded by birds holding ribbons

Birthing novelties
hobbies on horseback
packing for a picnic
fun on a plate

Bodacious and bedazzled,
pick up your elaborate skirts
put affectations on
for size

You thought
they weren’t
your style

You can learn

~ Lady

 

SAVE PARADISE

Tuesday, August 19th, 2014

SAVE PARADISE

Save paradise, the old elements:
draughts of water sweet as nectar
air, the thinking of which entering our lungs
an immediately accessible way to feel peace
productive soil, satisfaction of scooping it in
the hand, aroma rich as freshly ground coffee
judiciously kindled fire–a great comfort

And the spectrum of fruits from dripping peaches
to Katie’s cherry plunked buckets
conjuring handy old words
like larders and pantries,
bushels and baskets,
pints and jars

Civilization has great role
for Nature

Civilization unspread on gingham from
a picnic basket sitting by a creek
in a well-managed watershed

Air fired in our lungs and liquid
jewel of water perpetually sprung from
taps of lakes, rivers and reservoirs
happy and clean via exercise of
regulations and
education

Soil composted
on the lattice of organic learning
principles of agriculture revisited
cherry-picking best practices
from old… and new

~ Lady

 

THE ASYMPTOTE

Thursday, April 3rd, 2014

THE ASYMPTOTE

Of how the asymptote climbing
should be slack a bit and not like
something you step into and struggle
and it gets tighter like a junkie
for more of your effort to
help and excel

How the asymptote climbing can be
like something you do for exercise,
a seed drop platform, something
that helps when you’re doing it
and when you can’t and
you step off
it doesn’t negate
the effects of what you’ve done
when you were working it

It’s like a project you massage in a garden,
a project in the soil like a trellis you erect
for a vine

Or maybe your legs on the sidewalk…
you work the asymptote and your legs
get stronger on the sidewalk
or the trail or whatever
and you step back
into your sofa and rest,
and that’s necessary, too

Or you leave the trellis in the garden
and Nature sends its tendrils

Nature works the asymptote, too,
cyclically

The squirrels and the chipmunks race around,
squirrels fluid fur water effortlessly
up and down around it

Chipmunks chipping spurting
little darts

Leaves bloom and abound it too…
so many curlicues accentuated by heralds of bird swirl
stretching up and out for better spread,
for sun, their food

You’re people; don’t worry
’bout carrying that asymptote
like a necklace of thorns or
heavy hurting trellis
on your backs

All you gotta do is start it,
tend when necessary, fend some,
mend some in your rounded reasonable
rational good faith role–

Feel good while you’re doin’ it,
make adjustments so you can–
keys to how much

Old and new traditional forms,
following forms–gardeners, beekeepers,
naturalists–be blessed,
work, apply learning
and rest

~ Lady

 

 
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