Wednesday, 18 February 2009

ketchup & french fries

smudged with dirt, wiped clumsily
tiny fingers are dipped in ketchup
the glowing child sucks it clean
risk of infection unknown to her
her harassed mother watches
curbing her own impulse to stop her

something compelling her, mother
collects another plate of french fries,
pours ketchup liberally over it
and candidly copies the child,
longer fingers dipped in it
she sucks each squeaky clean

"if it is not true nirvana, then what is?"
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28 comments:

  1. Jeeves18 February 2009 at 03:51

    Wow!!!I smiled a lot reading this

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  2. bARE-eYED sUN18 February 2009 at 04:04

    hmmmm . . . someone really, really likes ketchup. :-)

    ..
    .ero

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  3. sage18 February 2009 at 04:17

    Reminds me of my daughter when she was young--the lover of ketchup!

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  4. Winnie the poohi18 February 2009 at 05:05

    Oww how sweet! left me with a smile!

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  5. ande18 February 2009 at 06:36

    The sin of a good french fry can only be compared to other things I will not mention here. I really liked this-Now I'm just hungry though!

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  6. anthonynorth18 February 2009 at 06:56

    Ah, culinary mysticism. I'm approaching ecstasy :-)

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  7. Lorraine18 February 2009 at 07:16

    Life...you're got it down to a T, love this, contradictary and brilliant ;)

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  8. Deborah Godin18 February 2009 at 08:18

    Perhaps the joy in such small moments is its own protection.

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  9. Noah the Great18 February 2009 at 09:19

    I love ketchup. :D

    You're missing an h in the second line. (Intentional?)

    Good poem.

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  10. Margie18 February 2009 at 09:28

    Oh, I loved it!
    Put a big smile on my face:)

    Margie

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  11. Vicki18 February 2009 at 10:30

    Reminds me of when my children were little. And my husband now!!!

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  12. polona18 February 2009 at 10:41

    i'm not a fan of ketchup but this is delightful!

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  13. Magyar18 February 2009 at 10:46

    ...and that wee bit of ketchup that remains on my chin? Luv-it_!

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  14. Art and Poetry18 February 2009 at 11:15

    Nice one! I love ketchup also

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  15. Whitesnake18 February 2009 at 11:59

    It is full of calories!

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  16. Janice Thomson18 February 2009 at 12:50

    Absolutely delightful Guatami - how beautifully said.

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  17. Daily Panic18 February 2009 at 13:55

    You know I battle french fries every day- They are soooo tempting.
    And I agree. Nirvana *sigh*

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  18. Keshi18 February 2009 at 15:47

    brilliant!

    As usual :)

    Keshi.

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  19. J. Andrew Lockhart18 February 2009 at 16:30

    Ha! :)

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  20. Sweet Talking Guy..18 February 2009 at 17:36

    Nice little story, poetically told and I like the way you weaved in the prompted words!

    The NaisaiKu.. Challenge!

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  21. venus6618 February 2009 at 18:54

    A very good one!

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  22. Lucy18 February 2009 at 20:13

    we need to take more cues from our children, lighten up and have a carefree life!
    loved this Gautami!

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  23. pjd18 February 2009 at 23:05

    Love this moment between mom & child. Fries + ketchup = nirvana. Cool.

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  24. Megha19 February 2009 at 06:33

    Compelling me too ;)
    Nice poem, i like it.

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  25. bitchyangel19 February 2009 at 10:56

    i like this.. :D

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  26. ThomG19 February 2009 at 12:51

    Oh, man, this killed me. I just got my appetite back and am really craving fast food - including a large fry. Great stuff.

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  27. Just someone19 February 2009 at 18:56

    :) nice:) ... nirvana indeed...

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  28. susan19 February 2009 at 20:18

    Love fries and ketchup.

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