Food Poetry

Sandy Vrooman is an American poet who lives in California. I am connected to her through a poetry group we both belong to. Sandy shares her poetry on her blog called the poetry of food

The following poem is one I am particularly fond of:

On Bread

it is difficult to find
a time before bread
evidence in ruins of
neolithic man
show crushed grain
formed into a patty
what I would call bread
I’m thinking of
a warm golden loaf
hot from the oven
smeared with butter
melting into
nooks and crannies
add cheese
and you have
the sandwich
perhaps as old
as bread

© 2010 Sandy Vrooman

Sandy Vrooman has been writing for a long time. Her first published work was in the National Anthology of High School Poetry. Then she won a hair dryer in the Woman’s Day Beautiful Words Contest. After a hiatus including college, marriage(s) and a child, she found her voice again. She has short stories and poems published in Doorknobs and Bodypaint, Riverbabble, Canadian Zen Haiku, Juice, Autumn Leaves, Dances with words, 40 Plus, Poets Against the War, Moonset, and Atlas Poetica.
She is currently teaching art to kids through a city funded enrichment program and working on her book (isn’t everyone?) She also writes as Kitsune Miko, a heian period Japanese courtesan, and Krystall Knobbs a wanna be Las Vegas show girl.


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