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Tiger Striped Crescent
Your raw words: butter,
Flour, eggs, salt, yeast, water
Into the oven
Sacrificing small lives for art at 400O
In the heat, butter creates air
Texture is born
Pastry
Air Pastry
Air Pastry Air
A pastry of a poem
Good morning moon
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tiger tiger?
These mysterious and good-smelling (but can I trust it??) poems are tasty to read. Associate for me with Hanzel and Gretel. This baking is coming at some cost? Coming to morning is an attainment?
small lives
I'm imagining the time it takes to make home-made croissants. Quite an investment in time. The sacrifice of all other things one might be doing, all other sorts of living. Croissants, like poetry, seem to require a single minded devotion. Or do they? Is this poem, possibly about the cross over between croissants and poems? Transliterature?
I have to ask, did reading
I have to ask, did reading these poems make you crave a croissant?
Tiger Striped Crescent (crescent)