Autumn Poem 5 (Taste)

 

Autumn’s Tastes

 

Hallelujah!

An end to salads!

Bring on the bangers and mash

The Mulligatawny and dried hash

Red cabbage, chutney, beetroots too

Vindaloo, Irish stew;

Let’s have game pie, slightly high,

With spicy sauce,

Of course.

Away with finger buffets then;

In our house, feed me scouse.

Bring Hot-Pot – I’ll eat the lot.

Claret and stout to eke it out

Rose’s Lime? ---- Not this time.

Pork and beef, steak and ham,

Piles of spuds to land with thuds

Upon my plate. Great!

Carrots, turnips, cabbage, sprout,

Help to keep the winter out;

For Autumn always ushers in

Winter’s cold frozen hold; be bold.

Rum and claret, ale and stout,

Single Malt keep Jack Frost out.

Hurrah for Autumn’s tastes, I shout.

                                                            John Berry

Reviews

[Leah Simone]

The fall harvest bears a hearty feast - this made me terribly hungry and those pickles in the icebox - aren't gonna cut it - I'll have to go to the grocery store as soon as it opens - you have me wanting to make stew today! yummm - that is what I say to this poem - yummmm

[Emily Rose]

This made me giggle out loud. It's fast-paced and delightful right from the beginning - the opening lines are an especially nice touch. Reading about so much good food made my stomach rumble, too. This is not quite as deep as the other ones in the septet and I notice (well, it's hard to miss) that the main focus is on autumn's food, although food it not necessarily a function of autumn so much as the ground that brings it. Autumn makes me think of apples (something you touch on in the last poem), the sharp, sweetness of their taste and the bitterness of breathing in woodsmoke.

This is very different from the rest, which is good - it's a nice break from all the depth. My only sadness is that the senses are less specific. It's a list of different foods and different tastes rather than a concentrated study of HOW things taste. Perhaps you could pick one of your images and flesh it out a little? That might be hard given your rhyme scheme, though.

Once again I'm merely nitpicking - it's a nice treat that the style shifts and is so lighthearted.

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Goodness..............why we were just at the Scottish Arms a few nights ago and indulged ait of this! Lovely poem makes me a bit hungry, love its beat and tempo filled with moving forward and let's eat!