Recipe for a Wetlands Feast

Wait for morning’s epiphany

          gowned in mist,

                    hummocks and woody

 

shrubs ablaze in heat.

          Stoop and gather marsh grass

                    rippled like blown glass

 

dipped in a wind rush.

          If cattails tickle your legs,

                    don’t flinch.

 

Keep searching for wild rice,

          floral heads lifting

                    out of slow-flowing

 

headwaters, sacred to the touch.

          Canoe into a tapestry of plants.

                    Shake the grain heads

 

until legendary seeds fill your lap

          with Indian lore,

                    perch and chain pickerel

 

circling the boat.  Imagine

          hunger growing sharp

                    as the spear

 

you thrust into a migratory bass,

          silvery, stream-lined

                    like an inlet.

 

Hop ashore and gather blueberries,

          flared indigo crowns

                    ripe with nectar

 

to embellish your feast.

          Now rub together two sticks.

                    Flare a pile

 

of hardwood on shore’s edge.

          In a make-do skillet,

                    sizzle rice and fish.

 

Nothing cooks up like this—

          not a plate of clams,

                    nor a showy display

 

of oysters plumed with rosemary.

          As you sip day’s ambrosia,

                    bow your head

 

and applaud the wetlands’

          bounty in the lush, moist

                    veins of earth.

—

Dr. Carolyn Kreiter-Foronda, Virginia Poet Laureate Emerita, has co-edited four anthologies, co-authored a poem-play, and published nine poetry books, including The Embrace: Diego Rivera and Frida Kahlo, winner of the international Art in Literature: The Mary Lynn Kotz Award. Her poems appear in numerous journals, including Nimrod, Prairie Schooner, Mid-American Review, and Best of Literary Journals.

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