Steaming tea trickles elegantly into a milk-thin procelain cup;
gleaming pea soup glops heavily into a rough stone bowl.
Some nibble crisps; other gobble chunks of peasant bread:
brown-hulled rice and white, hulled rice: slim manicured fingers;
calloused, weathered, chunky, work-hardened mitts.
One grabs a burlap bag of oats and muscles it up a ramp into a loft;
another details the scented pomegranate seeds edging his saucer.
One eats pork, another pig; one boils old bull, another sautees beef steak.
Appreciate sun edged dew-moistened lettuce;
sniff fresh wintergreen bordering a worn mossy trail.
Grab the tea cup with a fist, sip delicately;
savour cold corned beef and salty cabbage.
