Wild Rice Congee

[Lake]

Wild Rice Congee

I accidentally
left it on
low when I
went to bed
and woke up
six hours later
to the warmth
of welcoming congee
moisturized air wafting
from the kitchen
where mom used
to have the
table set up
and call gently
“Breakfast’s ready”

(Haven't written for years. Just feel the pen is rusty.)
PS: Changed "homemade congee" to "welcoming congee".
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the trouble with poetry is that it encourages the writing of more poetry -- Billy Collins

[博弈]

'homemade' is redudant,
it is already clear and implied.

the overlapping of scenes or momeries
is good, that gives the poetic meaning to
homemade unspoken.

wild rice, could impy a
different rice in a different country?


like it.
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（在不斷的審醜裡終將建立起新的審美）

[Lake]

Thanks Mark. You are absolutely correct about the redundancy of 'homemade'.
I need one word there, now it is changed to 'welcoming'.

Wild rice, yeah, is the specialty food of our state.

Glad you picked up "the overlapping of scenes or memories '.

I've recently joined a program, this week's theme is 'Awareness of Sensations'.
We are asked to become aware of one pleasant or unpleasant event while it is happening.
Later, to jot down what our experience was like: was it pleasant or unpleasant feeling?
How did your body feel? What sensations did you feel? What thoughts did you experience?...

This one was, in a sense, written in response to the homework.

Thanks for your comments.
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the trouble with poetry is that it encourages the writing of more poetry -- Billy Collins