Eggs Florentine
From the garden,
she brought in the last handfuls of spinach
which wilted down into two glossy globs,
one for each plate. Assembling ingredients is art.
The timing for poaching without ragged white floaters,
and how to keep the muffins hot.
Spoonfuls of hollandaise – the colour of the leaves --
are warmed, but not curdled.
Rain slinks onto the patio like an overdue friend in a cast-off
coat.
He adds cinnamon to her coffee
and opens the window to get a better look.
Candyce Lange
If you have any thoughts about this
poem, Candyce Lange would
like to hear them
