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4 minute bowl of soup

  • Writer: Isabel Coffey
    Isabel Coffey
  • May 19, 2020
  • 1 min read

Updated: May 21, 2020

I know the recipe

so I know it takes

longer to make, even

to simmer, let alone

chopping and adding

vegetables, sprinkling spices

and stirring and doling,

but I must fit the eating

to a patch of time

before my shift

and in just 4 minutes

(a fraction of what it took

to make this poem)

the flavors come through

and my belly is full.

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originally published in vol. 66, issue 1, of The Lighter, fall 2019

image is my own, shot in my Athens apartment, Spring 2018

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