THIS BLOG IS NO LONGER OPERATIONAL. PLEASE ENJOY WHAT IS HERE, AND DO LEAVE A COMMENT IF YOU WISH. NORTH CAROLINA'S NEW POET LAUREATE IS CATHY SMITH BOWERS. SHE WILL SOON HAVE HER OWN WEBSITE THROUGH THE NORTH CAROLINA ARTS COUNCIL SITE. I WILL BE SHIFTING MY ATTENTION TO HERE, WHERE I AM, (SEE SIDEBAR)USING IT TO DRAW ATTENTION TO WRITERS WHOSE WORK DESERVES ATTENTION. I INVITE YOU TO VISIT ME THERE. For a video of the installation ceremony, please go to http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0xAk6fOzaNE.
Anuja Acharya was our Honorable Mention winner in our inaugural Student Poet Laureate Awards in 2008, sponsored by the North Carolina English Teachers Association. This is a luscious poem. John York and I wished we'd been able to enjoy a meal like this one.
Anuja is a freshman at NC State University. Like Katherine Indermaur (see previous post) she graduated from Enloe High School in Raleigh. Her poem was submitted by Priscilla Chappell, her English teacher there.
Death By Chocolate
Crusty chunks of Rosemary olive bread With a thick, fruity Extra virgin olive oil Flavored with garlic and dried rosemary.
Followed by Insalata di Palma, the roasted peppers and artichoke hearts Caressed in the depths of mesculin greens Laced with robust lemon mustard vinaigrette.
Followed by An airy, light, tart raspberry sorbet Sliced with a sharp, peppermint edge Garnished with a single sprig of fleshy spearmint.
And for the execution The layers of chocolate Her layers of Dante's hell A fine dark experesso chocolate pudding And a crusty white chocolate crumble cake Cut with chocolate shavings and milk chocolate Pudding. Death by chocolate. And then some.
(Our Honorable Mention winner, Anuja Acharya with her parents.)
I've lived in the Blue Ridge Mountains of North Carolina since 1968, though I'm a native of SW Georgia. My paternal grandmother was born in the Blue Ridge, and I grew up wanting to live here. Where I am.
I've published five collections of poetry, the most recent 4 being with LSU Press, and have published poetry in magazines ranging from The Atlantic Monthly to Appalachian Heritage. But I also hike, bang pots and pans around in my kitchen, and love several dogs who leave fur all over my carpets. I write poetry because it's my way of singing back to the world both within and without.