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The Food On Our Table

The Food On Our Table is a celebration of a project that united Lewisham's restaurants, writers, and communities. This special booklet features commissioned poems written by local Lewisham writers inspired by residencies at local independent restaurants/ cafés, by: Laura Barker, Jody Burton, Jamie Hale, Y.A. Poet, Laila Sumpton, and Carinya Sharples. It also celebrates Lewisham community groups and residents, who have also contributed their words and energy to this book. The Food On Our Table is based on a project led by Carinya Sharples, supported by Spread the Word and funded by Lewisham Council through the Lewisham Borough of Culture Creative Change Fund.

The Food On Our Table is a celebration of a project that united Lewisham's restaurants, writers, and communities. This special booklet features commissioned poems written by local Lewisham writers inspired by residencies at local independent restaurants/ cafés, by: Laura Barker, Jody Burton, Jamie Hale, Y.A. Poet, Laila Sumpton, and Carinya Sharples. It also celebrates Lewisham community groups and residents, who have also contributed their words and energy to this book. The Food On Our Table is based on a project led by Carinya Sharples, supported by Spread the Word and funded by Lewisham Council through the Lewisham Borough of Culture Creative Change Fund.

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<strong>The</strong> Greenhouse<br />

Letters from <strong>The</strong> Greenhouse<br />

H is for hamantaschen, three sides of Harlequin hope<br />

I is for intense butter sandwich, infamous shortening idolatry<br />

J is for jalebi, jubilant, jaunty, jolly<br />

K is for kluski na parze, kitted kingpin of kitchens<br />

N is for endoscopy, and Nora Ephron’s Heartburn<br />

P is for pineapple rash, ten thousand pounds of prickly<br />

S is for sim, sensational, sensuous<br />

T is a thing for my husband because we were supposed to have lunch together<br />

V is for villa and variegated veggies<br />

W is wet, wily, and warm<br />

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In the Fridge<br />

Take-away container of Dad’s congealed intentions, a still sweet lump of pongal,<br />

disused pickle jar of Granddad’s no banana, slimy vegetable crisper, three meals of<br />

postpartum stew, scorpion butch hot sauce forever<br />

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Based on decisions I’ve made and can no longer reverse<br />

I need your help<br />

Turmeric, coriander seeds, simmer not completely<br />

Pasta, pizza, roti<br />

Toast Foundation, Heinz baked beans<br />

Plain pasta with television and cheese<br />

Subnaturally replenished dumplings<br />

Soufflé collapsing<br />

Sauna for newborns<br />

Maida wheat mocktails<br />

Cake and wine<br />

Blunt knives<br />

Laura Barker<br />

<strong>The</strong> <strong>Food</strong> <strong>On</strong> <strong>Our</strong> <strong>Table</strong> 10<br />

<strong>The</strong> <strong>Food</strong> <strong>On</strong> <strong>Our</strong> <strong>Table</strong>

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