Today it’s all about food, and it won’t be the only one with that angle! Home-made food is all about being cosy, sharing, and being in the present moment.
Pungent baking smells fill the house.
Three loaves cool on wire racks.
A sharp knife separates a half inch slice,
speckled with oval sunflower sections.
A happy sigh ; the family is home.
First, a warm kitchen,
Tough brown bags of organic, wholemeal,
Stone-ground grains ; wheat, barley, rye.
Warm water, salt crystals, pearls of yeast
(Using the simplest and best, only the best.)
My hands that fold the warm trembling flesh,
Pat flour off my apron’s belly, into my hair.
The oven clicks, starts its rise with the bread.
Blue poppy seeds, sesame and buckwheat shards
Stretch apart on the swelling surface.
A good rise comes from the heart,
warmth inside and out ; the family is home
Photo by Vivien Jones.
6 responses to “Hygge Feature #4 Home Baking and Shared Meals”
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I’m really enjoying these hygge-inspired poems on poet Angela Topping’s website. I believe the project is currently open to submissions, too, so do take a look. Some wonderful poems up here so far.
Hiya, If you still need hygge poems here’s one I wrote a while back – it’s just been translated into Romanian which I’m delighted about. I try & comment on your blog but sometimes wordpress doesn’t let me even though I’m on it. Warm wishes Maria
And after months,
it finally happens:
changed that light bulb,
answered letters, groomed the cat
letting her walk all over me, purring
into my face and knocking
my glasses aside. Someone
I never thought would do it
You cooked, I lit a fire –
small things in themselves;
we uncurled, like two salamanders
basking in the heat
Nothing seemed hard.
from Everyday Angels (Waterloo Press 2009)
Thank you, Maria.
Dear Angela,Many thanks for including me, and – I can say it now – I loved your Hygge poem.Write on,Merryn
Lovely of you to say, and thanks for being part of it x