Space dangles freedom before the tired mind
Yet hearts still incarcerate one’s will
When desire haunts isolation
And longing stifles healing
They say to start within
But it is in depth
that yearning thrives
The Empty
That is
full
Roots of a soulmate
To be lost, yet ever claimed
undying fealties
Tiny Treasure Corner
Fabulous Linguine with clam sauce by Eileen Slovak. I really hope to try this some day soon.
This dish brings me back to my roots, a small town in Rhode Island called Narragansett, where the ocean was only steps away. I was spoiled by the abundance of fresh seafood readily available. Boy do I miss it!
This is an easy dish to make even if you don’t have access to fresh clams. But if you do, all the better. Gather your ingredients and let’s go!
Full recipe here…
Hope you enjoy this.
Shalom
Namaste
Namarie
Tales Told Different 
A beautiful poem Jude. The dish I m sure is yummy too.
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Thank you, Sadje.🙏🏾
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You’re most welcome
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Wonderful poem, my friend. I’d love to try the dish
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Thank you, Michaela .🙏🏾
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You’re welcome my friend 🙂
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Yum. Dish and poem. Yum
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👌🏾✨
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Absolutely loved the poem. And that image goes so well with the theme of the poem.
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Thank you so much for appreciating, Pooja✨
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You’re very welcome.
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I love the poem too, Jude ~ and do you realize that the two poetic forms together rather look like an exclamation mark? 😀
Much love,
David
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Thank you so much, David. Yeah, now I see it😃
It fits in quite well with the meaning too, to exclaim with a senryu.
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“Space dangles freedom before the tired mind”–that’s a wonderful image. (K)
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Thank you, Kerfe.
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Powerful words, Jude, in your poem for it is when we do go within, letting go of the outcome, that is when healing begins.
LOVE the dish and yes how true it is when we look back we see what we had and in doing so, realize then how fortunate we were. There is something to appreciating what we do have in the present Moment.
Your clam picture made my mouth water. Yummy!!
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Thank you so much for the wisdom, Amy 🤗
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Yes, Eileen’s picture was so savoury.✨
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Wonderful poetry, Jude, especially these lines: ‘Yet hearts still incarcerate one’s will
When desire haunts isolation
And longing stifles healing’ – very powerful message capped with that uplifting ending! 🙂
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Thank you so much for appreciating, Tom.🙏🏾😃
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This post was really cool, I like all the variables you have at play here. It seemed to be about transcendence and life’s tiny pleasures, but I am not sure. I really liked this, it was really interesting.
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Thank you so much. It is mostly about a heart belonging to someone who is gone🙏🏾
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Delicious poetry and a yummy recipe, Jude!💖
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Thank you, Eugi. Eileen’s meal was wonderful.
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Most welcome, Jude!
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Wonderful poetry and food! Yummy!
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Thank you so much. Yes, Eileen’s recipe is soul food. Romantic too.
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I love it. It’s a great combination!
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yummy poem and dish Jude! 💞
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Thank you so much, Cindy. I loved Eileen’s dish.
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