[ There's A Smell Of Food ] Poem by Zyw Zywa

[ There's A Smell Of Food ]

There's a smell of food

in the hallways, it's Monday --


meat wrapped sausage day.

Tuesday, April 8, 2025
Topic(s) of this poem: routine,weeks
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Novel 'Ontaarde moeders' (1992, 'Unnatural mothers',1994, Renate Dorrestein) , chapter 4, 'Veilig bij Moeder op schoot' ('Safe on Mother's lap') - Bacon-wrapped ground meat: in Belgium and the Netherlands called 'slavink' --- Collection 'Old sore'
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