The Long Meal

Some winter mornings the thought of cooking dinner at the end of the day is not attractive, I’m too busy, too tired, too whatever. The only thing to do is to chop vegetables early, dump them in the slow cooker, toss legumes in later, and relax. My idea of sane cooking …


THE LONG MEAL                                          256 A's large soup

for hours
to savour
smells that fill the house
creating early appetites

until by dinner-time, hunger
pervades my body
and I watch
the clock


summerfathercoverA Summer Father … terse, imagistic lines; … It’s not nostalgia that we experience but quiet, poignant grief. Richard Stevenson

About Joanna M. Weston

Born in England, she lives in British Columbia. She is married with three sons, Joanna has an MA from the University of British Columbia. She has published in numerous anthologies and in magazines in Canada, the US, UK, and New Zealand, such as Canadian Women's Studies, Convolvus, Endless Mountains Review, Grain, Green's Magazine, Prairie Fire, Spin, Wascana Review, CBC Gallery, and many more...
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