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Lotus Garden<\/strong><\/p>\n In a shifting drift a stirring of the tastebuds, Rooted in his kitchen, This couple will remember <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n Fiona Larkin<\/strong> is studying for her MA in Creative Writing at Royal Holloway. Poems have appeared in journals including I<\/i><\/span>nk Sweat & Tears,\u00a0<\/i>And Other Poems, Envoi, <\/i>and\u00a0South Bank Poetry, <\/i>and are forthcoming in The North,\u00a0Southwo<\/i>rd <\/i>and The High Window.<\/i><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Lotus Garden In a shifting drift of regulars and strangers, in a passing place of daily alchemy, a cook is orchestrating a fivefold composition: a stirring of the tastebuds, a flavour carousel, a virtuoso matching of salt and sour-sweet, piquant in the top note, a bitter undertow. Rooted in his kitchen, he primes the […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_et_pb_use_builder":"","_et_pb_old_content":"","_et_gb_content_width":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[136,7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-13765","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-2017-poetry-picks","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/13765","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/4"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=13765"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/13765\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":13767,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/13765\/revisions\/13767"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=13765"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=13765"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=13765"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nof regulars and strangers,
\nin a passing place
\nof daily alchemy,
\na cook is orchestrating
\na fivefold composition:<\/p>\n
\na flavour carousel,
\na virtuoso matching
\nof salt and sour-sweet,
\npiquant in the top note,
\na bitter undertow.<\/p>\n
\nhe primes the appetite
\nwith a million small collisions –
\nbraised, fermented, smoked –
\ninducing chilli tears
\nwith elements of heat.<\/p>\n
\nthe unions he invents.
\nShe glances from the stairwell,
\none glance, and he is falling,
\nit feels like recognition:
\numami<\/em> on their tongues.<\/p>\n