For the Love of Maize

Pull down pale green husks
some easily, others with a yank
discover soft fine silken hair,
gossamer strands cling to yellow gems
kernels of sweetness
in perfect rows of delicious.

Assaulted by bubbling water
slathered in butter
ear by ear, cob by cob
they succumb to energetic chomping
sacrificial sustenance
for the Summer Devourer.

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7 thoughts on “For the Love of Maize

    • lillian August 11, 2015 / 11:04 pm

      So glad you like it! Smiling I am 🙂

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  1. AnnMarie Roselli-Kissack August 12, 2015 / 10:56 am

    Morning, coffee-loving lady 😉
    I’m so glad this piece didn’t go crustacean. The idea that something is going to ‘suffer’ for something else to be ‘sustained’ or ‘enjoy’ is the circle of life mantra. You’ve created poetic fun with this ‘lighthearted’ approach 🙂
    am:)
    I find talking food commercials somewhat ‘disturbing’ – why would cereal pieces that eat one another be appetizing – or why would foods happily chit chat when their fates are sealed between human lips 😉 Yes I know I’m a little ‘nutz’ myself 😉

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    • lillian August 12, 2015 / 11:38 am

      Decadent Wednesday — slept in till 7 — unheard of for me! Coffee time delayed, brewing now, awaiting my elixir! 🙂
      I so agree on talking food commercials! Or how about the Tidy Bowl Lady where she swirls in bubbles down the commode? (Notice the genteel use of the word “commode”) Or the one where a woman in a dust mop body suit who slides around on the floor? And someone gets paid for those things!
      For me, sweet corn is one of the sweetest things about summer! And this photo really shows why….so delicious looking! Sweet corn with the husks hanging down, dipped in a vat of melted butter at the Iowa Fair, and walking around chomping with the butter dripping down your wrist. Sitting at the table as a kid with my folks and my brother (9 years older than me) — with a steaming platter of sweet corn, another of sliced tomatoes, and a big bowl of some concoction my mom made of sliced cucumbers, sliced onions, sour cream and vinegar. Sweet corn is wrapped up in memories for me, not just green husks. Ooooh, color me drooling right now!
      So love chatting with you AM in the AMs! 🙂

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      • AnnMarie Roselli-Kissack August 12, 2015 / 1:42 pm

        Morning Lillian –
        You’ve articulated corn’s special sweetness so very deliciously – despite mentions of toilets – I want corn right now too!!! 😉
        Warm familial ‘food’ memories are some of the best ones 🙂
        Have a beautiful day, especially since you’re well-rested 😉
        am:)

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