Salt or Nothing, Love

Salt or Nothing, Love

As in love when
we force not loving
upon our beloved

So too when cooking
we seldom use
a heap of salt —
little — at best
to allow the guest the
salting to their taste, and

let the beloved
rise to their passion —
nurture a loving sweet
or savory
for their heart.

My preference?
I love to taste
the flavors of a dish
as natural
as possible. But

as in loving, sometimes,
desiring more or
in need of tasting what
is not there, I do say,
Pass the salt, please.

(C) 2013 James Ciletti


About Ciletti

Jim Ciletti, an award winning poet, filmmaker, and author, is the 2010-2012, Poet Laureate of the Pikes Peak region, and for 41 years, poet-in-residence for the Orme School Fine Arts Festival. Jim gives many workshops on the writing and performance of poetry, and makes poetry house calls to create personal poetry events. Ciletti loves everything Italian, including cooking for family and friends, and loves to plant garlic, make homemade wine, and eating peaches and plums. "Everyday is Christmas, but you don't always get everything you ask for. Sometimes more. Poetry celebrates life."
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2 Responses to Salt or Nothing, Love

  1. Wonderful, Jim! I seem to recall that Neruda was fond of salt as well—with its “inward flavor of the infinite.” Marvelous how you got the infinite into your poem….

  2. Helen Hudson says:

    It is brilliant, really, how you manage to take a topic so well-worn it has almost lost its meaning–and with a mere ‘sprinkle’ spark it to life once more. Lovely, Jim.

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