I grew up next door to my grandmother and have many happy memories of hours spent at her house. Many of those hours were spent in her kitchen watching and helping her cook. So in January, when Mary Lee Hahn shared her poem “Recipe,” I was inspired to write a poem about my grandmother and her kitchen. A list of words and phrases grew, but I couldn’t seem to find a way to organize them.
A few days later, Tricia Stohr-Hunt challenged readers to write a pantoum in her Monday Poetry Stretch. As I read about the structure of pantoums, I began to see possibilities for a poem about my grandmother. Then Fran McVeigh shared memories of her grandmother for her Slice of Life Challenge post earlier this week, and her slice prompted me to go back and revise this poem.
These Recipes
These recipes you knew by heart,
kept safe within a wooden box:
Aunt Ella’s spice cake, Boston baked beans.
Written in your careful hand.
Kept safe within a wooden box,
the recipes of our lives,
written in your careful hand,
tell the story of a time gone by.
The recipes of our lives:
fresh peach jam for morning toast.
The story of a time gone by.
Holidays and birthdays, picnics on the lawn.
Fresh peach jam for morning toast,
Aunt Ella’s spice cake, Boston baked beans.
Holidays and birthdays, picnics on the lawn.
These recipes you knew by heart.
© Catherine Flynn, 2014
Thank you, as always, to Stacey, Tara, Dana, Betsy, Anna, and Beth for hosting the Slice of Life Challenge. Be sure to visit Two Writing Teachers to read more Slice of Life posts.
UPDATED: My apologies to Margaret at Reflections on the Teche for not thanking her for hosting the Poetry Friday Round Up yesterday. It’s not too late to visit her and read all the wonderful poems shared there.




















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