Food
of the gods
theobroma
cacao
In
the easterly direction you were traded,
slaves
to our addiction; grow full-bellied
from
a trunk. An all-season pod
felled by a long-poled
knife at a stroke...Breakfast (C-19) chats on Twitter again, and a video from Emily Nelson at Leeds Museums and Galleries about cocoa production. Which led me to explore more here and there to start writing a poem that is very much based on science facts.
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