Angel Hair

[ChristopherSea]

Angel Hair

Yolk soaks into flour,
dough blooming in powdered palms.

Caked with the bones of pasta,
fingers shape the skeleton

round on the butcher block counter,
flat under the rolling pin

as fire hums blues to stainless steel;
a guttural vibrato whispered into steam.

Capellini is born under a bad sign,
each angel hair untangled by a gentle knife’s kiss

and dropped into a boiling dead sea
the way a farmer seeds a pasture,

expecting a field of corn
from an acre of upturned earth.


Geoff, I really like what you have done with this edit. The closing similie is wonderful. However, it seems to refer back to 'boiling dead sea' instead of 'Capellini is born', which I believe is your intention. I could be wrong and it may just be my read, so see what you think. Perhaps, you only need to make a full stop after sea and begin the close a little differently.

I used to love watching my grandmother make linguine. She would place a flat pasta sheet over a wired frame and roll out the strands. Thanks for evoking the beautiful memories!