Should I compare you to a bowl of soup?
You are less sloppy and more glutinous —
yet nothing could contain your bubbling gloop
so well as clay (twice fired and round you trussed).
There’s some mulligatawny in your mix
since spice and heat and noodles come to mind
and when I see you up to your old tricks
then bouillabaisse and bouillon seem too kind.
Gazpacho looks volcanic, just like you
but cools, as you do not, on summer’s night.
On simmer, you approximate to stew
with marrow-fat and bones in constant fight.
But ajo blanco added to your dish
would give me hope you’d turn out far less pish.
Fianna (Fiona Russell Dodwell) is from Fife and lives in the Fens. She has had about 60 poems published both in print and in online poetry magazines.