In my house garlic represents
The recognized principle of events.
Revealing dawn
Rural silence in the kitchen.
Smell transporter rim of furrows.
While making juice
The whole field appears in the aromas.
Shipwreck of flavors
In the saffron of the dish.
Conveyor smell
Furrow edge.
Each Sunday
I offer your secrets.
Grinding each string
In love.
Such a secret lover of taste.
Small vintage seed.