In The Beginning

Happy New Year 2015

In The Beginning

She made an ocean, ocher, filled with yolks
and gloss, a splash of milk as white as bone,
a sunray stream of butter, clumps of sugar
dissipating into amber swirls.
Then, she sifted what was dry: the dust
of flour, rising up like bits of ash
when poured, a scattering of salt, a drift
of baking powder, altogether formed
a snowy mound she leveled with her spoon.
She poured the flood of batter in the flour,
sprinkled midnight chocolate chips like stars
scattered in a golden, cloudless vault,
spooned her fist-sized worlds onto a pan
and formed them with her hands. When she was done,
she slid them in the oven, licked her sticky
fingers clean and knew that it was good.

— Katherine Hoerth, author of Goddess Wears Cowboy Boots

This poem is offered as part of our January theme: Bread, Pastries, Pies

T.S. Poetry

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