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We cast a wide net at the Infinity Kitchen.
Lithe swimmers, slim quick similes,
and supple synechdoches,
Rippling allegories,
sinuous images, and
meaty metaphors,
Laced with a leaping quantum thought,
a tasty canon, or the occasional
tightly clamped koan,
Simmered (relatively) slowly, but
yielding at last its
pearl;
Spiced with green thoughts from the knot garden,
eastern secrets, and peppered liberally with
paradox.
Those accustomed to an institutional diet
Mutter dyspeptically that
there's nothing new under the sun.
But every adventurous cook knows,
Delicious,
Nourishing, and
Appetizing
new combinations
are endless
Smell that steam!
Sizzling ideas...soul food!
Served up with your choice of beverage:
nectar of the gods
a beaker of the warm South
or
pure living water direct from the Source.
Come and get it!
-- at the Infinity Kitchen.
by Victoria Beatty
August 1994
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