So we’re into a process of achieving an effigy
embraced in gold-inlaid, mind’s-eye creativity,
& tho we’d agree there’ll be some minor gaps
in translation - and that they started way back
the grandeur impressed therein’s beginning to
steal our breath - tho’ retrospectively; today’s
efforts make the rest of a long travail dissolve
in a convoluted dream we already disabused
Ok, we’re standing at the cusp where visions
intersect; sure - the kitchen isn’t finished yet,
some weeks will elapse before that is a final-
screw-driven celebration - but the temporary
feel has coalesced into an avid anticipation -
and it dissipates onerous bonds of drudgery
Suddenly we can see: & as the weight eases
each enlightened inhalation suggests there’s
a pathway to culinary Heaven awaiting …
© 19 June 2017, I. D. Carswell
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