First Edit: Mediodía

[ellajam]

This is a beauty, I love how the sounds and scents interact here. "Soul" can be a tough word to put into a poem but for me it is just right here, not only in it's meaning of "essence" but also coming as it does in the center of saloma and simmering. Nice job.

"mediodía mi niño" is just lovely to say.

Mediodía

At evening, I dream.
 
Her knife beat the wooden board 
to the repicador's rhythm; saloma 
yodels over accordions filled the house 
with a soul that smelled like the  
simmering gravy for carne guisada. 
Alex, dame más pimientos del jardín por favor. 
            When will the beef be done Abuela? 
Al mediodía mi niño, 
 
al mediodía.